He Mahajiban (Hi Great Life)

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Bengali Version
Hi Great Life

Hi great life! No more poetry from now on;
It's time to bring the hard and stout prose;
Let go the curvy chimes of the rhymes;
Let's hammer with prose to straighten those.

Nobody needs the tenderness of poetry;
Poetry! I want you to take a long leave;
Hungry mind sees the world as a prose;
Full moon looks like a burnt bun in grief

(This translation was contributed by Kalyan Majumdar kalfromfl@aol.com )
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