Bengali Poetry (Translated)
The Color of Solitary Shame
You need not come if you would rather not; just tell me, having loved yet never come close, to what heaven has…
You need not come if you would rather not; just tell me, having loved yet never come close, to what heaven has…
I'd rather fall in love with a woman who sells herself for silver, who doesn't confuse her work with emotion, who doesn't…
How strange our story is! Where the story begins and where it ends, neither you nor I was there! Yet see—from start…