tidbit poem
from deep within my wallet, many a day later
money-receipt of quantum foundation, blood red,
at the blank obverse someone, in a hurry, has scribbled—
1. goodbye store 2. bath
3. moulana.4. graveyard
5. milad
6.
why was no.6 blank?
is there no work left to be done
by humans
after milad?
Translated by PRASANTA CHAKRAVARTY
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I would like to translate this poem
Dear poet, My best wishes for your future victories in the literary world. This poem shows your spiritual search and also your interest writing the poem by modern technique. I am very much inspired by your modern technique.