Human Museum Poem by Pradip Saikia
Human Museum
Human
They start playing music at just the touch
countless tanpuras getting rotten
As we stand beside the well
Memories creep up
Through an old siphon
Human is a museum
Of dreams and wealth
If you ask about well being
- A deep sigh
Turns blue in pain
A chequered water spout
# Translated from Assamese to English by: Bibekananda Chowdhury
Sunday, March 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: philosophical
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2/27/2026 4:39:56 PM # 1.0.0
Good title for a poem.