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The Triangle Times- Shankha Ghosh

Original - Shankha Ghosh Translation- Mahtab Bangalee The triangle- You have no religion, only Without being caught by the roots You have no religion, only Without tolerate the axe hurt into the chest When the infernal region suddenly opened Except spreading both hands You have no religion, this Without filling the emptiness. throw from crematorium to crematorium Your the pieces of body In afflicted time then you know Not sounds light, life weaves lace. You have no religion then Couple of periodical triangle times are just illusion- After drinking wine everyone was drunkard The poet just drunk in the self faith (2/10/2020 4:34:00 AM)

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