SWARUPKATHI-1
In the garden of beauty, Swarupkathi glows-
A palace of verses, dancing with words,
Where flowers of mystic melody blaze
In the forest cave of time’s peddler.
On a night of art, in Nilachal’s hush,
Nature converses in quiet tones, A cloud-maiden waits at the gaze’s estuary,
Love’s touchstone stirs a storm in the sea-
Yet joy voyages to Sonadia, the isle of love.
Beneath creation’s seedbed, poetry takes form,
Its face, the pole star of nature’s sky.
In the chariot’s procession, treasure lies hidden
Within the nectar-school’s enchanted heritage.
Autor: NILOY RAFIQ
Translator : Jyotirmoy Nandy
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