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The Kite / Abu Karim


I avoid the company of my fellow beings;

rather with birds I open my balanced wings.

 

 

 

Day and night I hear the chirping of birds,

and with them I become a kite; none ever retards

me from the connection of a thread has its

root to an old woman or a boy having no business feats

all day long; the kite released from the boy far away

is really colored, nothing else can one say.

 

 

 

 

15 July 2010

 

 

 

'' ঘুড়ি '' কবিতার অনুবাদ    ।

[Translated by Dulal Al Monsur]

 

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