Poems by Rezauddin Stalin

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Song of Silence by Rezauddin Stalin

A desired song
Is humming in the silence of Late Autumn
Through the nerve that that voice curls into the grains of winter
And the Summer bow blazes out- eternal music
Extinguished by the tears of Monsoon
-peaceful journey toward eternity
There might be a great thirst for the white clouds- fierce sixth note of music

When spring comes
I feel like listening that song
But the hungry dry leaves
Blows away the desire

Who will listen to this song
He himself or anyone else
If he does not come
What if he does not come
It makes no difference at all

That song was never written
Nor any tuning was there

Translated by Ashraf Chowdhury

The Untitled Blessing by Rezauddin Stalin

What is the use of speech if
It has no  resonance amid silence
A poem is hollow when
It is not the harbor of freedom
Is there any  essence of art that
Does not let the rainbow wake up

Gulliver knows well a generation
Does not comprehend other in Laputa
People could not understand the language of Noah’s boat
The speech of Jesus is still a weird gesture

But I noticed the friendship of cat and cockatoo
Of deer and lion
Of dog and horse

The grasshopper speaks with grass
Monkey with trees
Butterflies with rose
And the bees with air
Only the distance between human being is far
In ten million years they have not understood one another

A dictionary is the prison of words
When it is burnt the letters emerge
An igniting crematorium
The comprehensible flame will be born
From the ashes and
The blessing without a title

Translated by Ashraf Chowdhury