Entrancing (Part 2) Poem by BIBHAKAR DUTTA

A sudden west wind enlivened
The leaves holding by me,
They are flying,
Just flying higher, just higher
As much as they desire...,
Oh the west wind let me...,
Let me sit in my little canoe
To elate myself in the garden glow.

Here, A very colorful, a mysterious
Flower has bloomed today in
The garden of love on the eve of dance
Under the blue sky of spring.
Such a sudden amazing gleam! ,
Such a flourish! ,
So many meanings at a single glance,
Very exotic if someone of you wants
The entrancing days to have,
Some entrancing essence of love.