Poems by Faruq Sumon

Translated by
Beduin Boidya

THE UNTUNED TUNE

The way you look
Dune in the corner of your eyes
The way you look
Did not have any food long through your life.

The way you look
Scathed noon in the corner of your eyes
The way you look
The untuned tune inside.

The way you look
Losing everything leading the life
The way you look
It’s all a joint farm without any comrade.

WATERY LOVE

Laying the bed on the body of water
Penning the words of water
Come back, oh! The watery one, then
Let the dessert sand on the chest be drenched.

Let our speeches be
in the watery tune
Let our meeting be
in the pond of love.

Beneath the water in the bed
With the fate of semen being drained up
Laying the bed
There sleeps the Baruni Barun.

Deep inside the navel root
With unbound delight
Blossomed the Water-Lilly.

NEIGHBOR ABOUT THE GRAVE

My residence about the ‘MASJID’
From time to time in the midnight or in the dawn
Or in the gloomy in the ripe noon
A sad sentence assails the inside like a flying knife.

There came the ambassador of death took someone away!
‘MUAJJIN’ calling out in the shrilling sound,
Floating in the air from ether to ether
There came the news, sometime of a child
Sometimes of a ripe-aged oldman
Piercing the mind’s epicenter
‘A SAD NEWS…
HAS PASSED AWAY.’

Hearing these call of the eternal farewell
I fall in slumber again
Becoming the neighbor about the grave.