ACCOUNTS OF HAVE AND HAVENOT
The accounts of haves and have-nots
Appears to
Clamber down making a bee-line
In the light drizzle
Remembering the smiling face of Rodali
The mirror whimpers
So many times
Lost the path to happiness
In the procession of sorrow
So many times sticking the fragrant flowers
In the top knot
Lost oneself in its fragrance.
Stood again
Etching a dream.
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Original Assamese poem.written by Gayatri phukan.Translated by Mr Bibekananda choudhury
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem