Fat less bone chewing
Extended delivery of debt.

Floating in imaginary happiness
Smile in a broken heart.
The rise of thought which is invisible
Fainting in the imagination.
Thoughtless consciousness
Worship without offering.

I kept within silent thinking
Ride in the free tide.
Fascinated by the incarnation of the event
The soul is angry at the not so long ambiance.
Ah! Unmixed results
Let the surface start from Zero.

Suddenly looking at the open sky,
I raised my arms and asked-
“Oh space!
Is your zodiac still intact?”

He answered with a sad face-
“In the uninterrupted activity of humankind
Ozone layer is followed by fatigue and constant tiredness.
As a result, the earth is becoming untidy;
Somewhere prolonged drought,
Extreme flooding somewhere,
A catastrophic storm somewhere,
Tsunami somewhere,
Glacier somewhere.
But what about them, will their own end
Be caused by themselves, soon!”

Optional dissection of the heart-
Again, not in the traditional way,
In sophisticated automation technology-
Which has not been noticed before.

So be it
Can be described,
All those specific processes.
There is no fear of being aroused,
Because it was not affected by any epidemic.

Solid routine activities-
But precaution has been taken,
Where-
Premature death does not occur,
Since there is no one to go to voluntary burning, back and forth.

I told the housewife-
Be kind!
She didn't listen,
Unwanted pain scrambled in the heart.

I said to the earth-
Why hesitate!
I can't stand it anymore,
Can't see all those closed doors.

I told the night-
Get some sleep!
I am very tired of passing sleepless hours,
So in a trembling foot, I am moving, stopping, stopping.

I told the boat-
Take me to the shore!
It left with the other visitors, but me,
What sacrificial fire entered into the heart.

Thereafter-
I sat down in awe,
The moon appeared at the end of daytime,
Remained exhaled by the clamors of grigs.

The end is not the end,
That is why the remnants were left.
Who's calling today in which tune,
Though remain eager to obtain something.

Before I could think about it, I started walking,
Walked from axis to axis, alliance to alliance
The heart became thick in the crowd of sadness.

I lost myself in those unprotected borders,
Though there were compassionate efforts to illuminate the path,
In the light of gradual aging.

Still searching in the shadow of oblivion,
Day’s sun laid to the western sky,
And in front there is the white mountain of hope.

And no turning back,
And no more "Let bygones be bygones" -
Let go off all those repentance,
Stay away from all the bad omens.

Kautilya or Katyayan,
They were the best examples in their own essence.

Khana or Galileo,
Couldn't be to become too dear to many.

Van Gogh or Jibanananda Das,
Society did not recognize them, all were delusions.

Sukarno or Kamal Ataturk,
Have they got the real happiness of freedom?

Asking questions back to whom today,
To answer these, who remains there!

Perimeter is perimeter-
Its diameter, radius is constant.
And for the necessities of life
Around that perimeter,
Continuously coming and going.

Alas destiny!
Do you want to return without any need?
In the twilight hours, or on a catastrophic morning.
Will I be able to see you.

What a zero perception!
Ah, what a repetitive format -
Torn pages of a fragmentary novel,
In the bitterness of summer, in the footsteps of memory
There was a murmur,
However, it is very indistinct.

Shrouded in the thick fog of thought,
That destiny-
Cannot be seen even in successive incarnations.
That is indestructibly invisible!