Mingled Poem by Pradip Saikia

In the darkness of the milky way
You went down to the core of a flower
Wearing the wings of a daring bee

Mantra of love is there in the core
The white moon climbs down slowly
Through the ladder of the sitar
It sits down in the rocky yard of silver
Song plays the jewellery

That flower is a thousand miles away from the fallen world
In its core another sonorous painted sky
Immersed in the mantra of the cloud
Blue waves full of evening diyas
Boundless vacuum

And you are the first lover of that
Mesmerised in a dream
Mad thirst chasing after water

For a lap of wine smelling like nectar
The cursed star and
For the herd of golden fish dreams wearing trinklets
You were lost in the rhythm of an icy storm

Under the bakul tree that do not bloom
By the smell of ripe dates
You lost me in the dark shadows

# Translated from Assamese to English by: Bibekananda Chowdhury