Poetry : In the night of Shraban ⬆️
Poet : Jotsna Jari
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On a rainy night in Shraban
in the open window
whose watery eyes are swaying
There is no limit to the endless pain
The unbearable heat wave of
not getting anything
is not cooled by anything...
.
Disoriented eyes seek
the language of that eyes
Which leaves the forest
and spends the night
as my companion....
.
Why doesn't everything
get a place in the wish list
Why do the eyes get wet with tears
for some happiness...
.
We sit face to face
on the rainy night of Shraban
How many words are left unsaid
Under Spanish cherry tree in the yard
how many cherry flower garlands
have been woven
This Shraban night
still gives something
music of rain...
.
[ N. B -
1. Shraban month is the fourth month of Bengali calendar. This is rainy moth. Several myths still continue of this month.
The Bengali calendar is a solar calendar
& used in the Bengali region of the Indian subcontinent (Bangladesh & Indian states of West Bengal, Tripura & Assam).
2. Spanish cherry is bengali Bakul tree.
This tree is very familiar in villages & also have several interesting songs & myths. ]
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