Original Assamese poem by Revered poet Hiren Bhattacharyya

 

Translated by Dr Bipul Kumar Baruah

 



Seasons on Poetic Depiction

 

1. Monsoon

 

Mellowing
tune of flute of wind

Has
blown athrough the Sal forest.

Wind
of monsoon is as if a tragic lover

Whose
bosom is full of benign smiles

Of
sorrows and of joys as well.

 

2. Winter

 

Leaves
have fallen.

With
their bare bodies trees are sunbathing.

Sunbeams
falling on dried up meadows

Are
looking like embroidered silk.

At
far behind

The
riverine tune of solitude

Is
embracing the hill looking like

The
vying  pair of buffalo horns.

 

3. Spring

 

Oh
there tinkles the rattle!

Carrying
letters towards Chenimora garden

Has
hurridly walked passed the postman.

Tinted
kersieves adorn

Twigs
and brunches of  trees.

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