Immortality Poem by Malay Roy Choudhury

Immortality



Those who beat us to death after village court trial, they
did not spare you as well, Abontika! We rotten corpses
drift in muddy Hooghly river; what was our crime?
You are Party boss's wife, I am just an uncivil nobody.
There were endless praise of communism in last 33 years;
nothing for lovers. For whose benefit were the tomes-
whatever are left of the rotten corpses of lovers remain
metamorphosed domestic bullocks yoked to grinding,
useless party-worker. Better to exude on chariot of waves
to the seas clutching each other in oceanic splendour.
(Translation of Amaratwa)
Kolkata 2006