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
Guna Moran is an Assamese poet and critic. He lives in Assam, India. His poems are being published in a lot of international magazines, journals, webzines and anthologies.
Latest posts by Guna Moran (see all)
- Air - December 19, 2019
- The Gaze of A Flower - May 25, 2019
