Theme: Paradox

The Man Simply Never Found Out

Keeping constant vigil over his left breast-pocket
The man lost track of this world as well as the next.

If his hand had travelled a wee bit lower
He could have discovered,
Like Aladdin’s wonderful lamp,
His heart –

The man simply never found out.
His money tree brought him ample harvest
The Goddess of Wealth arrived
On stilts.
The walls stood guard
Disallowing entry
To the slightest draught of plebian air.


One day, while he was guzzling and gorging,
Through his fingers slipped,
One knows not when,
His Life –

The man simply never found out.

Original in Bengali by Subhash Mukhopadhyay


More By  :  Dipankar Dasgupta

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Comments on this Poem

Comment @ Sharbaaniranjan Kundu

onek dhonyobad bhai. Thanks for the visit.

25-Oct-2011 12:10 PM

Comment Bhaalo anubaad hoyechhe. Well translated. Thank you Dipankar-daa.

Sharbaaniranjan Kundu
25-Oct-2011 04:14 AM

Comment Thank you Kumud babu.

13-Oct-2011 11:09 AM

Comment Superb translation of a wonderful poem.

kumud biswas
13-Oct-2011 08:21 AM

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