O Great Poem by Raunak Garg

Translated “He mahajibon” of Sukanta Bhattachrya- a poet
who died befor he bloomed at the age of 21 only)

No more this type of verse, O great life
Only in Prosaic cruelty should you deal,
Let the jingling elegance of verse erase
Prose should’ve this day the hard hammer feel!

No need of poem’s tranquility
Poetry from your job you’re laid
In the world of hunger, earth lies prosaic
Full moon is like singe bread.