Each Flower Has Fragrance Of Its Own Poem by Mamun Rashid

Each flower has fragrance of
its own - hold hands -
Beyond obstructed life - some aroma
Spread over the topmost still star.
Some being blamed for
uncovered dance in whirlwind.
Some being dazzle in firework
decrease regret of mistaken again and again
all over in drops of rain, waves of Jolongi - tumble, unsteady - being pale like a restless butterfly.
Unstained flower, in the pains of memories
in a false dream of some one's footfall giving away the blood of drowned beloved.
To the bees - to the sunshine,
commotion of burning incense pains being lost again and again.
On exchange, aroma, moonlight full of pathos,
circuitous darkness -
keeps notoriety, rumours forever
on rescued fallen petal.


Translated By Abida Islam