By Sazedur Abedin Santo
The earth stands on evolution.
Before touching your eyes,
your face and your lips,
You take wing like camphor.
You remain elusive!
Beneath your blouse,
I am anxious to be a world’s citizen
By capitalizing on the state apparatus.
Breaking the shackles,
Democracy is disoriented.
Before the dictatorship
I was wounded by the bullets of state.
I am a sinner, a king of sinners.
I surrender to Death,
during drinking the water of Yam Yam.
You remain elusive, elusive forever.
I leave the earth by seeing the form of death.
Translated By Mainuddin Ahmed