Issue: Vol. IV, No. 4, February-April, 2026
Alphabet of heart
A river
continues to flow through the heart
A tune lay spread in the serenity
The words of the heart
bedecked with countless alphabets
is brimming in the casket
as if the divine river of the tune of the flute
The fingers were groping for
a fresh tune in the holes of the flute
the alphabets of the heart
was seeking a path
in the darkness
in search of a tune
A few fireflies
made way
for the fragrance of a night flower
The river flowing in the heart
Celebrated a night
With the stars in the sky
Unpronounced
The eloquent person
stopped talking
The boatman proceeded with the boat
in his river of silence
he felt like a merchant
He easily amassed onto the boat
huge wealth and property
Before the sun bid adieu
He steered the boat to the wharf
enthusiastically
Like casting the heavy net
in the beel where the shoals of fish were swimming against the current
and gathering after
he started rummaging the boat
seeking various stocks of wealth
delved out amidst the much sought wealth
unpronounced sighs staying smeared with
disbelief fear deceit
and sound
The words oozed out of the heart
of the garrulous person
and lay spread out on the floor
turned into silent conversation
Translated by Bibekananda Choudhury
Pronoti Borua is an Assamese poet and writer based in Saikhowaghat, Tinsukia, Assam. She has two collections of poems to her credit.
Bibekananda Choudhury is a writer and translator based in Guwahati, Assam.