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Pain

আড্ডা, সাবেকী ভাষায় Interview
আমার জীবন থেকে উঠে আসা সুর
এখনো অ্যানাউন্সমেন্ট হয় নাই, আসবে কি না জানা নাই
ব্যথার পূজা হয়নি সমাপন

Translation : why: Bhaskar Chakrabarty





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why: Bhaskar Chakrabarty



Why ,does not love make lunatic-
I just,buy

New sheets-unclothed

Loiter around the room-from

four corners,men start coughing-from

the four corners

So many failed days passeth-
In the red motorcar,I

Could not laugh-in weddings,

I could not laugh appropriately – traceless

All the years,there,lies at theback-
Removing curtains from all the windows,Ilift my face and see

A day like the other day

like one other day,like another day

Is like this,skeletal,hollow.




Translation : Priyasha Hoare|

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