Sunday, April 6, 2025

and it was all yellow? (a "holud" haiku in all the languages of my mind)

The yellow blooms died.

Draining the last drops now

I see what they dyed.


হলুদ ফুল সব মরছে। 
ফেলনা জলের ফোঁটায় দেখি 
হলুদ, হালকা মরচে। 


​गुज़रे वह कलियाँ, पीलीवाली। 
पानी में मुझे दिखे बहती जंग 
हल्की सी, पीलीवाली।  

4 comments:

  1. I love how similar and yet how different they all are. Beautifully done!

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  2. Lovely to read you S. So glad you wrote - as glad as the holud glow of shorshe phool :)

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  3. gorgeous. And seconding Anannya - so lovely to read you and so glad you wrote :)

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  4. Thank you so much Bhaswatidi, ADG, and Giti. It has been difficult to write or respond at all this year. But I do come and read yours often, and they are truly wonderful. Thank you for giving me that <3

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