Roja

Asta akasha lage golapi golapi
be-khub se laal-jada premika adhara 
 Bijana ae rajapathe eka-ki chaluchhi
JaJaBaRa
 kie se gumure, nirabe andhare???
Swapnatita, adha-gadha kuhudi ra ghara!
Mandira ra sankha dhwani, bandana alati!
Kabita?
Se je bandi kebethu
adha poda diary prustthare!

-RoJa:)

Here, the dusk succumbs to
her pink quivered lips
and I, the nomad is squiffy
with the yester-yores..

Memory, that moans in the dark
with the chimes of
the temples and the orison
is "Poetry" incarcerated
within my half burnt Diary..

-V@@S