Bengali Poetry (Translated)
The Serpent's Feast
A ghost---black. A boy---of coal. A dweller---of hell. The three ungentlemen above are one and the same. His work: hurling coal into…
A ghost---black. A boy---of coal. A dweller---of hell. The three ungentlemen above are one and the same. His work: hurling coal into…
I see them all lost in laughter and merriment. They don't see me here in the distance, sitting alone, counting my misfortunes.…
Ah, if such a day would come suddenly, when you would be my king, forgetting all the world's tricks and schemes, to…