The sea swelled and roared
on that full-moon spring night.
That day Damini said, 'My heart's
desire is not fulfilled.'
She wanted to live again
at the edge of death and the full moon of life,
She searched again for the bottomless blue
of the moonlit sky
that day, by the ocean.
In everyday of my life you are almost
the full moon night at jhulan,
or a full moon night in the winter
or spring or summer or at rash or Kojagori,
even the shapeless new moon night is
an image of you.
My heart's desire is not fulfilled either,
I wish I could die in your ocean,
die, while living, after many long
undulated days and nights,
Damini, in your body that's
alight with the sea.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem