POEM: Give me some warmth

-Milan Sabyasachi  
Give me some warmth
on the cold bed of the sleepless night
and let the aboriginal fire make the corpse
of loneliness lighted to its end.

Give me some warmth
and let the restless deserted heart
with its unkind blood flow
along with the current of irresistible white water
of the ocean of happiness.

Give me some warmth,
I shall bring a dense and deep green wood
for you coming across the lengthy desert
by scorching feet.

Give me some warmth,
let the bloody blue lotus
abreast this devastated garden smile
and sing the songs of the morning birds
filling in this ancient barren land .

Give me some warmth,
shall wipe out blue sorrow
of the infinite sky at a moment
and set free the night of white pigeons of peace
of my endless love.

Give me some warmth,
I shall make the creative but auspicious
white sketches on the heap of ruins of Troy
and resist boldly ruinous nerve wars
of the world with the process of reconstruction.

Give me some warmth
and let the companionless dumb hill’s eyes
fall in drops its water as the waterfalls
on its silent bottom.

Translated by M Mizanur Rahman