Fire Air Water

Fire air water: the primitive deities in their snakish humor
Blessed you with beauty-
What a horrible solitary beauty they blessed you with;
And cursed the men in touch with you with the lust of flies.

Fire air water: the primitive deities in their punning humor
Pour passion on me to produce poetry:
As though I am fire air water too,
As though I am producing you,

As though your face is not blood, nor flesh, nor lust
But a nightly deodar island;
A desolate distant bluish island;

Nevertheless you are being used by the vulgar hands
And being dissolved across the earth of soil;
And I am being dissolved amid the shadow of stars over the distant island.

Fire air water: the primitive deities in their kaleidoscopic humor
Keep on spreading the seed of beauty,

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poem by Jibanananda Das
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