ALBUM

With the long breaths of time  
looks bright  
this album,  
where lie ensconced  
our infancy and youth  
memories of the rainbow  
and dreams of you;  
even the toys and ribbons of our children  
when they were toddlers,  
everything,  
safely preserved.  

In some nights like this  
when my illusive heart  
bends in pain  
and in intolerable loneliness,  
I open  
my album.  
Then the loud shivering laughter  
of phantoms  
melts in the empty air.  
  
  
Translation :
Sanat Das Patnaik