The charcoal black form ofA living individualMade me recoil in horror That time I could not imagineHow the same fire can burn so beautifullyAnd give such a briliant lustre I only know that the burning SunGives life to the worldProduces food for the plants I did not knowIt is the burning away of the nightThat…
Pouring a continuous stream of wordsThrough my fingers, he inspires From one evening to the nextI am also possessed byAn irrepressible obsession Neatly arranging and polishingThe freshly winged words one by one Source : HUMMING A PIECE OF SOLITUDEPoems of ROUSAN ARA BEGUMTranslated by SYED AHMED SHAH
At nightA solitary weeping tossed about in bedHugging a sigh The sigh was a destitute In the darkIt had no one else to call its ownExcept the weeping… Source : HUMMING A PIECE OF SOLITUDEPoems of ROUSAN ARA BEGUMTranslated by SYED AHMED SHAH
1 On the denuded boughThe butterflyGropes for Memories of Spring ! 2 I saw a pair of quivering lipsIn the indistinct lightFrom that moment onwardsI stoppedYearning for the Moon…. 3 When the river is in spateFishes splash about.No bees could be seen hovering aroundWhat is then that lulling drone in airIn this dry season ?…