কীট

এইখানে এই বিশাল আকাশের নীচে দাঁড়িয়ে মনে হয় কি তুচ্ছ আমি!
কীটের মত জীবন মানুষের; ঐরকম নিস্ফল উল্লাসেই সব শেষ হয়।
তবুও তোমার মুখের দিকে চেয়ে স্পর্শ করেছিলাম আকাশের ব্যাপ্তি,
কিন্তু পতঙ্গের পাখা মানেই তো করুন সমাপ্তির পথে মহাপ্রয়ান।

The constellation

What is the constellation in the sky tonight?
What coveted objects have made this sight?

Which humans have found their fitting place there?
The sky is full with many, yet how lonely they are!

From the zenith to the abysmal, I have looked for you;
You are nowhere; have you found your abode there too?

As we watched the shooting stars disappear in childish mirth,
We hardly knew, we'd never meet again on this familiar earth!

All the ancient humans that know me peep through their own light,
In this cold dew, I long for the lost warmth of those faces bright.

My Flight

How many times did we sit together here
As the pale evening melted in your tresses!
We looked at the last flight of the lark
Tired it was, yet happily gliding to the nest!
We talked about the evening, its pale purple hue
We talked about love, we talked about pain and us!
We listened to the bleating of the calf in a distant croft,
The dew dabbed us, we held hands, we forgot our pain!
The peasants had the dream of the harvest in their eyes,
We tucked dreams in our eyes too, you remember?
We dreamed of flying across the vast blue deep,
As the breeze rippled your drape, I looked in your eyes,
We sat with hand in hand,there I saw my flight
It was shimmering in the moist of your eyes!