It's Your Thirsty Desire- a Reply

((((Thirty springs have passed in the wrong love - Poem by Taslima Nasrin (google translation from Bengali - Bhul Preme Kete Geche Tirish Bosonto) Thirty springs have passed in the wrong love, yet How the heart is still broken - Cheating men still touch the finger The body of the stone flows from the falling water. How do I still hear the sound of the call? In a secluded world, in a cloud - Thirty years have passed in the wrong love, yet I burn myself in the sun of faith. Cheating men once called Forget the full water of Bhairab behind Forget the cloudy skies, the long-winded nights. Once called All forgotten about the new mistake Once in love Forget all about the chaste girl. Thirty years went wrong with love Thousands of years will go by, Yet the foolish girl will not feel.))))) ========= it's your thirsty desire (a reply) O Girl You were in love for thirty springs; for youthful thirty years! it was wrong love! love from the Drone! Ah; it was your youthful half oh! from the brimful honey flower o Girl you became the summer! yet the thirst provoked you at the end year and sought the drone in fresh to cheer! O Girl yes, you were not wrong the love was not wrong the boy was not wrong no! no! no! not knave, not cheater the love of the drone was! but o Girl, it's you it's your incessant desire created into you thirsty buzz! -September 02, 2019 Chattogram