Bengali Poetry (Translated)
The Anguish of Creation
I don't know exactly what it takes to create. But this much I know with absolute clarity: nothing can be born without…
I don't know exactly what it takes to create. But this much I know with absolute clarity: nothing can be born without…
I drift across oceans of failure, while you, riding slow in your palanquin, make your unhurried way. I catch the scent of…
My forest-bordered sari grew restless that day; it was a castle in the clouds, and I was utterly spellbound! You're always in…