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How many dreams does a prostitute have?
How many sleepless nights does a poet have?
Who cries within the core of the heart?
Neither of them knows the true answer of the other.
Therefore, the poet goes to the side of the prostitute
And openly reveals the purity of the heart...
Both of them cry throughout the night,
The poet returns on the same path.
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Today, a woman was sitting in despair.
I asked, "Why are you so downcast?"
She said,
"My favorite poet has not been coming this way for two days."
I asked, "What kind of relationship do you have with him?
How long have you known him?"
She said,
"It's a relationship of sorrow
And a mistake of youth.
Hence, today the woman is despondent,
And she becomes a poet,
Perhaps the poet of sadness."
Note: Originally Written by late Partha Protim Kashyap.Translated by Mottakeenur Rehman.
A Tribute To Pratha Protim Kashyap.
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Sadness is a source of great poetry. Perhaps this was the lesson she was to learn from the encounter. Fine poem, M.R.
Thanks a lot!
I too like our style - a great read M
Likewise I too appreciate your comment!
I love the parallel usage. Even symbolically with the "two days" she did not see the poet. A lesson for me is that what appears to be not enough, is more than enough, to start going.
Thanks a lot for your precious comment!
Even on the re-read still very compelling.
I cannot but admire your comment!
This is a really interestingly written poem, the concept comes through strong. I love it
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