Circus Poem by Binayakumar Mohanty
Circus
The midget in the
center stage
the loaded gun
with triggers on
all sides
jumps carelessly
to all targets
at once.
In the next episode
the skull hanging
on the wall
Swastik symbol
marks profit
and good wishes.
A sharp knife
facing at
the pulsating heart
on the well decorated plate.
The ringmaster
blows whistle again and again.
Meanwhile
the Royal Bengal Tiger
turns into
a timid pet cat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/4/2024 11:27:50 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Great philosophical poem.I enjoyed.