Improper Meeting - Shahid Qadri

Wild pigs will find their favorite mud.
Kingfishers will get the desired fish.
Nights--deep dark--will be white in heavy rain.
Peacocks will dance in a dense forest.

Lovers will eventually make love with partners,
But they will never be happy, never, never, never...

Wanderers will get back home alone.
In an empty pot,
Rice will shine up like the stars, and
You will get the old, forgotten song back to your tongue.

Lovers will eventually make love with partners,
But they will never be happy, never, never, never ...

They will stop marching in army barracks.
Hungry tigers will grasp a blue deer,
The village breeze will bring
The gentle tune of women song--
And you will find a room to stay together.

Lovers will eventually make love with partners,
But they will never be happy, never, never, never... 

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Shahid Qadri (1942 - 2016) Bangladesh
Translated by Hassanal Abdullah
Source: Shabdaguchha

Blue Specks - Nurunnessa Choudhury

In the clear world
I blew a cage of glass
and hid myself inside.

The myth of the streets - Tarik Sujat

Bearing countless tyre tracks on its chest

The songs of this city will cease one day.

The sculpture - Aminur Rahman

From the mist's dense cape

I carve your body's shape --

gendy sculpting, all morning.

Man and Earth - Hayat Saif

All around one can witness

Many high-ranking and garrulous asses –

Occasionally worthy, but always affecting wisdom –

Here, these clamorous men live.

Woman - Kazi Nazrul Islam

I sing the song
of equality;
In my view gender difference
is essentially a triviality.
Everything that is great in the world,
all the works, beneficial and good,
half must be credited to woman,
and to man half only we should.

Sonnet - Michael Madhusudan Dutt

I am not rich, nay, nor the future heir
To sparkling gold or silver heaped on store;

Dream-wall - Asad Chowdhury

Dreams have no doors nor walls
They stroll like open skies,
White birds
flying
circling
In the deep blue sky.