I was imbued in thought, the ticket checker touched me <br />On the expanse of a flying carpet shone green coloured sunbeams <br />Oh! How completely was ot submerged by dense forest <br />Hanging very low were the inflorescence of the mango grove <br />Bending over the harsh ground <br /> <br />And a distant enchantment <br />slumberous lulled <br />Ajinta in a strange silence <br /> <br />Descended therein I alone, all alone <br />Returning like fragrance <br /> <br />For how long I do not remember <br />Imbued in thought, the ticket checker had touched <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />____ <br />fera <br />tr: b sudipta<br /><br />CHOUDHURI SUKUMAR<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/return-7/
