Poems by Jibanananda Das
In Camp (Camp-ey)
... Excitement. Perhaps wonder wakes in the cheetah's breast as well at the beauty of ...
A day 8 Years Ago (At bachar ager Ekadin)
... life's flow. Flies alight on blood and filth, then fly again to sunlight ...
Sensation (Bodh)
... She has despised me and gone away when I called her time and again, ...
1946-47
... village Nights, smiling, like a picture on some scroll, some floral decoration, ...
Naked Lonely Hand (Nagna Nirjan Hat)
... Persian carpets, Kashmiri shawls, flawless pearls and coral from waters ...
Banalata Sen
... Many a night, My route lay across the sea of Ceylon somewhat winding to ...
The Hunt (Sikar)
... drive, To feel a thrill like that of dawn bursting through the cold and wizened ...
Windy Night (Haoyar Rat)
... in the sky. I saw the gray faces of all the world's beloved dead in those stars ...
Cat
... I meet a cat. In the tree's shade, in the sun, in the crowding brown leaves ...
Before Death (Mrityu-r Agey)
... a Pond Catching scent of sleep-the touch of a womanly hand carries him off, ...
