Jibanananda Das's poem -6
[From Jhora Palak - A Fallen Feather]
A star converses with one particular star all night long
My eyes are sleep-laden,
I return home taking with me songs of fallen crops!
Everything held secret is gone, � how long a dream lasts?
The sunset returned with its rose hue, �it does not resemble one!
Two stars conversed all night long,
Our face remains on earth all night long!The night has progressed well,
Yet, I hardly felt it all these years!
Those who I never saw in daylight, � they all came in gloaming�s time;
The ones I never saw in the dust of the road � in smoke � among the crowd �
In my dream, I heard splash of water in the container, � the sound of bangles!
Under the night sky, I discovered them � aided by starlight!My eyes were all awake
I witnessed many colored-cloud-cover skies in the twilight and before the sunrise!
Alone, I returned to the rustic crop field so many days!
I tiptoed in a shady day by myself only like a flouncing butterfly
For so many a time! �In many inauspicious time, covering the meandering path
My trance ended, � the playhouse of my imagination came tumbling down.
Both my eyes are sleep-laden
I return home taking with me songs of fallen crops!
Everything held secret is gone, �how long a dream lasts?
The sunset returned with its rose hue, � it does not resemble one!
Two stars conversed all night longTranslated by - A.H. Jaffor Ullah
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