Bishnu Dey Poems

The sea swelled and roared
on that full-moon spring night.
That day Damini said, 'My heart's
desire is not fulfilled.'
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I am not your Pururoba! Hey, Urboshi,
A realm I erected here at mortal Aloka
Ephemeral, no doubt, inspired by my senses.
Come; won't you join me here?
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He was walking behind me in the alley.
I see him again at the intersection
where four roads cross,
and plunge into a lane on my left.
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My dreams are also endless
in my mind there's no tiredness at all.
Yet the branches are full of a dry lament,
yet the fields are full of cold frost,
and there are endless tears in the sky.
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Already a farewell song ? Dear friend,
will you dry the stream,
and raise pale sandbars,
even before the full floods of monsoon ?
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Wipe out the sky tonight,
Smear darkness on the stars,
Blot out the moon in the slough of sleeplessness.
Cover your eyes and come
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My mind too, escapes in late spring
to the branches of mango and palash trees
and relaxes in contentment for a couple of hours
in the young green and middle-aged reds of fields,
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There are forests on either side,
in the middle a glistening path twists and turns
dancing to the rhythm of nature.
From time to time eyes glow in the dark
and little rabbits dance and jump around.
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I also yearn for rain-clouds, not just with my eyes,
but with all my heart;
the lament of parched burnt earth brings to my nerves also
a feeling of deathly famine,
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