Dioginis Poem by Zillur Rahman

Poet: জিললুর রহমান

How could you suppose you can cage me,
In such a republic, Plato?
Not a single poet to be seen
As if there's no love.

Surging in the sky,
In the star fête.
Essence of carcasses
Turning and tossing, restless tips
Keen and nifty in the mart
Inside lies
The Sapphic soul, mute to protest.

But here I am, in broad day light,
With a beacon of light
Wandering in the vicinity.

Where is Socrates?
Pundit's line of illation,
reversed amidst shammed canons.
Banish me at once, banish me straightaway.

Translated b Atandrila Anuva