Hiren Bhattacharyya[Prem aru Rodalir Kobi] (1932 - / Jorhat, Assam / India)
- by Hiren Bhattacharyya11
He is sitting sullenly, The pale night on his lap Like a child, just dead.
Failure! I know not thy other names Thou may be a heap Of murky sky.
Who knows, in which part of the sky, These pale dim infernos Lie slumbering on!
What is it that burns in me
- by Hiren Bhattacharyya10
What is it that burns in me That swells The agony and ekstecy my heart.
In all my senses Hums the tune of your love Burns intensely that Saturates with ash Inside and out of my heart.
Maybe the colloquialism of your love, Will incinerate me in a slow pace.
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