By The Wood Poem by Kazi Nazrul Islam

By The Wood



Who walks by the woods,
methink, he is known to me.

Beating night's silence in rhythmic patterns
his jingles ring on-
midnight wakes up in curly hair
setting a fountain in my stony bosom.

[Original: Bono pothe ke jay; Translation: Mohammad Nurul Huda]

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Kazi Nazrul Islam

Kazi Nazrul Islam

Bardhaman / India
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