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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