Two Poems by Meghali Phukan


The room was filled with 
A lot of words and voices
It overflowed with
Charming freshness of laughter
And the humming of bees...
Petals of dream flowers began to peep out
From ancient tale of prayers.

Clouds dropped off from the sky
Drenched tired faces
The moon danced in 
The closing eyelids...

The smile  became silent 
Taking the evening in its lips
And flew away
Like a bird fully fledged.
In the New Year

A leaf from the calendar 
Dropped off like a yellow leaf
Taking away memory of dark sadness.

We are following the path shown by the sun
The way behind is fragrant with flowers.
Sadness is uprooted by sunshine. 

Come, let us not talk with silence
Let us not give indulgence to cold silence of loneliness. 
We donot sing of what has been blurred. 
I take your hands to my breast with a hymn of love
And I place my hands of prayer in your breast..

Let us get wet in the rain
Within our hearts in a rainy night 
Empty in a deep lake
Hatred,dislike and useless conversations 
Wailing of sadness 
Soul's weariness 
Irrelevant dialogues
Of dreams and nightmares...

And go ahead
Along a flowery path of love.

Translated by Ananda Bormudoi

Meghali Pukan is a contemporary Assamese poet and writer based in Doomdooma, Tinsukia, Assam. She has two collections of poems to her credit.

Click here for the original Assamese poems.

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