My mind
Unruly waves of Bay of Bengal
Two Bengals
East and West
Depression originating in West
Own failure leading to depression
Migrates to East
Own suffering leading to suffering of others
If all suffer for me
My suffering reducing a bit
At times West suffering less
Compared to East
Never a good idea
Must leave the shore to safer places
Before arrival of storm
Depression may come
Finding ways to overcome.
My heart
Uncertain like sand of Thar
Uncertain in that sense
It won't let me to move forward
Unless I ride on a camel
Camel walking in distress
Like blood flow to rejuvenate heart
Blizzard blowing away sand
Making eyes blind too
My pain blowing away my mind
Must not corrupt others' vision
Remember
Vision can relieve pain
Upon looking at the horizon
No ache when heart muscles contract.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Great imagery. Beautifully written. Nice share.