UNDERSTANDING "ROAD TO RENUNCIATION" IN ENGLISH
The kisses on eyelids gift fantasies when I am in half slumber
And gently touch on my fatigued forehead, the Juhi flower.
I wish nothing else as shadows of the woods form companion
As I recline by the roadside with no retrospection
And bamboo leaves weaves tales in silent anticipation.
The games of clouds appear as lazy script on the horizon
The distant corner of the memory's slate weaves illusion.
When the balmy days of the spring a veil of grass.
And I steer my boat on void river of fragrances.
As if on a long twig does a dove croon its solitary pains.
© Translation in English by Deepankar Choudhury