Poetry
By Neelav Saurabh
Translated by Gayatri Devi Borthakur.(from assamese)
Sleepless sail
Sleepless river
And sleepless is the delicate earth
The eyes of a sailor resoluted
with a desire to sink
In the tempting navel of an unknown sleepless woman
Halted feet
Carefully listened the coo of the pigeons
Pen in a lariat
Transfer picture in a pen
The mango tree of the entrance still not blossomed
Will blossom with time
Mangoes will be in many clusters
Also will rot
Said a woodpecker
The poet scattered his heart - canopy to welcome rain
And damped his sun-burned back
Searching here and there
A Sparrow is gathering straws..
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