English poetry : Sujit Manna

 

Smile 

Sujit Manna

The night is getting gloomy; outside in the garden 

The trees are shaking their wings –

I feel sure, even the most culpable man hears 

                                           The voice of this tune.

It must be a night of fear – you'll wake up 

         With your sickened eyes, grievous face.

I can tell you –

Your eyes still whisper like a bird.

I can tell you –

Your sounds still fly like a garden's wool.

I’m poring over this darkness, this inner sound of the day.

Dark after dark,

Where the quiet-coloured bird sings the song of our love

I will walk into this night 

I know; through this murmuring voice of the earth 

I will reach you, 

I will make you the valley of smile.