Bonfire Poem by Pallab Chaudhury

As being keen in fireworks
Keeping busy your good-self
Pushing the dry leaves-n-branches,
Equating fuel and heat with times...

Got your hand and leg warmed-up already?

Its the skin through which heat transfer
Is possible from interior to the outer field...
As the eye and face warms up
It makes bonfire on
the epithelium...

A human ring formed, encircling the fire
By degrees; freezing words being animated
Sparklingly rode up with wings
so as to save
this insect-like life...

Oh! Fire angel! Before to fire, melt
All the inner ice-slabs!


Translated: 14th Jan 2024.




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