It was a beauty to see
The kites flying,
Circling over,
The birds of prey,
...
Mogolmari,
The historicity and antiquity of it
None could ever know
Till it was excavated and unearthed,
...
The temples of Chandrakona,
I see the temples
And think,
Who has built them,
...
The CPI(M) on a padayatra,
The comrades and cadres walking,
Walking on foot
Which once eliminated and eradicated
...
The black cat jumping from the second floor
Of the mud-built countryside home
With the burning-burning eyes
In the dark and desolate country
...
O, the sigh of my heart,
Painful sighing of my heart,
If the heart likes you,
Takes you to my liking,
...
My love,
My love,
None but
I know it,
...
The poet as a rebel
Shelleyian,
An idealist,
The poet as a giver of the anti-thesis
...
A singer,
A singer of heart
Am I,
A singer of heart
...