Two Poems by Junu Buragohain Nath


He is not waiting 
Slowly and quietly he is going on and on 
We have been running after an ordered life
We fail to catch with the rhythm of life
Being defeated by its complexities 
The passage of breath 
Has also been narrowed down. 
A lesson acquired 
From the colourful experience of life and begging of life
The earth is struck by sorrow 
With blue lips and yellow legs
He keeps cool and he has no answer.
Like Angulimal in Buddha's tale
I would like to ask
How is it Buddha 
You are the still centre while going on
And I am in the flux while standing?

The Forest

I entered the forest 
On the hill side
And walked over knee deep 
Fallen leaves. 
They creaked
And I startled .
I felt as if something was broken 
Somewhere within me. 

I went deep into the forest 
And I could see coloured mushrooms 
Growing on the stems.
The bole was buried under
The parasites. 
Huge creepers hung from the branches 
Like a beard.
I felt that the tree had a soul. 

I went ahead 
And the rows of trees were breathing 
A blue butterfly was dancing around. 
I went further and heard 
A soft melody wafting from afar.

I prayed to God
Let no terrible storm 
Batter the forest.

Translated by Ananda Bormudoi

Junu Buragohain Nath is a Guwahati-based Assamese poet. She has one collection of poems to her credits, titled Pani Shilanir Gaj.

Click here to read the original Assamese poems.

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