Translated from the Bengali by Nilanjan Chattopadhyay

At the Restaurant

Sitting close to an ardent – Philologist
Presently afternoon wears away, slowly.
Remembering the embrace-
Remembering a tranquil smiling face.
Blood polluted with poison, my love
Presently life wears away, slowly.

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Epitaph

Oh trees leaves of trees
So many silent stars in the sky
Vast endless sky vast eternity
All living beings
oh water river’s water listen to me
I lived here
My head was a butterfly
Traversing thousand light years by flight
Ghost of this city I was born here
Breathed my last, decomposed, in this very city.