Original Assamese poem by Revered poet Hiren Bhattacharyya
Translated by Dr Bipul Kumar Baruah
Seasons on Poetic Depiction
1. Monsoon
Mellowing
tune of flute of wind
Has
blown athrough the Sal forest.
Wind
of monsoon is as if a tragic lover
Whose
bosom is full of benign smiles
Of
sorrows and of joys as well.
2. Winter
Leaves
have fallen.
With
their bare bodies trees are sunbathing.
Sunbeams
falling on dried up meadows
Are
looking like embroidered silk.
At
far behind
The
riverine tune of solitude
Is
embracing the hill looking like
The
vying pair of buffalo horns.
3. Spring
Oh
there tinkles the rattle!
Carrying
letters towards Chenimora garden
Has
hurridly walked passed the postman.
Tinted
kersieves adorn
Twigs
and brunches of trees.

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