Memory – vorous / Abu Karim
Passing away nature, and trampling it,
Expecting urban voluptuousness,
I have made all through darkness the companion
of my heart. I have sent the green to exile,
and I have devoured nature.
A lorry driven with petrol
has trampled my adolescence.
Now bedridden, I feed on the memories;
take all the digesting extracts from memories.
I drink my own darkness to the lee drenching it
in my memories like tasteful ice cream.
I finish icy poison within a second.
In the loveless world I see yellow deaths everyday
in the trampled daily routine. Love is nowhere.
Even like the leftover food crisps there is no sign of
love left like the biscuit particles for ants.
1970
"স্মৃতিভোজী " কবিতার অনুবাদ ।
[Translated by Dulal Al Monsur]
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