Sporadic Essence-5 Poem by Avi Samaddar

Sporadic Essence-5



So soft decent

So weary pale

That you'll have a glass-ful of me

That you'll have me with heartful of panic

The boat has sunk, I want wine

The spring wind has blown and

The windy evening adjacent to sal -

A bit staggering evening

As if the way is

That myth-like fog

As if the heart is

Still tinged with remote essence.

Translated by: Radheshyam Ghosh

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