Poetry
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The End of Exile: Sunil Gangopadhyay
Take my hand, Jamuna, we’re going to heaven Come, lock your mouth, your eyes, your body,…
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What I Wanted, What I Won’t Get: Sunil Gangopadhyay
– What do you want from me? – I didn’t ask for anything, did I? –…
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Get me flowers from the tree now: Shakti Chattopadhyay
Get me flowers from the tree now Get me all the flowers right now All of…
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Only With You: Purnendu Pattrea
My hourly battles are only with you Only with you is my truce It is to…
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This winter: Sunil Gangopadhyay
I have promised, I must visit once The other side of lost this winter Where the…
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An Ordinary Girl: Rabindranath Tagore
I’m the girl from the inner chambers You don’t know me I read your last storybook,…
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Writing A Letter: Rabindranath Tagore
You gave me a gold fountain pen – Suitable furniture for writing A small desk Of…
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Got The Blues: By Sunil Gangopadhyay
Got the blues Got the blues Got the blues No one knows It’s a secret Not…
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Bonolata Sen: Jibanananda Das
A thousand years, and yet I walk these paths On darkest nights from Ceylon to Malay…
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To go to the forest: Shakti Chattopadhyay
There’s no fixed day or time to visit the forest You can go to the jungle…
TRANSLATIONS: ARUNAVA SINHA 