Air
written by: Guna Moran
translated by: Bibekananda Choudhury
Entering into the cavity of your heart
With your breath
Scouring the bottom of your heart ransack
I come out again
Transforming into your lukewarm night
You keep waiting
Extending both your hands
Through the open window
To touch the rain
I push the shimmering rain
Towards you
Turning into a whiff of air
In my heart too
There are a countless number of water particles
Still, I am yours
My only grief is
I could not turn into dulciana rain
Guna Moran is an international poet and book reviewer. His poems are published in more than 160 international magazines, journals, webzines, blogs, newspapers, anthologies and have been translated into thirty languages around the world. He has three poetry books to his credit. He lives in Assam, India.
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