Searching for Stars

I wrote this poem today morning in my mother tongue Assamese (Axomiya) and then translated to English. Original Axomiya poem is posted below the English translation.

Searching for stars,
I was lost
In the expanse
Of the deep blue sky;

Unknown to me
Through the open window
You entered my heart,
And became the
Star of my sky;

If you ventured to come,
Why didn’t
Close the window
Behind you;
Who knew that
The twinkling star
Would burn so hot;

Today I am searching
For a little
Moon light,
To sooth my
Scorched heart,
Burnt by agony of loss;

Window to my heart
Is closed shut now,
I don’t search for stars
In the expanse
Of the deep blue sky

তৰাৰ সন্ধানত

মইতো আপোন পাহৰা হৈ
বিলীন হৈ গৈছিলো‍ঁ
নীলিম গগণত,
তৰাৰ সন্ধানত;
অজানিতে মোৰ
খোলা খিড়িকীৰে
হৃদয় আকাশত
কৰিলা প্ৰবেশ,
মোৰ কলিজাৰ
তৰা হৈ;
আহিছিলাই যদি
নিদিলা কিয়
বন্ধ কৰি
কোনে জানিছিল
তিৰেবিৰাই থকা তৰাটিৰ,
উত্তাপ হ’ব ইমান তীব্ৰ,
আজি বিচাৰি ফুৰিছোঁ মই
এধানি জোনাক,
হেৰাই যোৱাৰ বেদনাত
জ্বলি পুৰি চাৰখাৰ হৈ যোৱা
প্ৰলেপ দিবলৈ;
নকৰোঁ আৰু ম‌ই
তৰাৰ সন্ধান
অসীম নীলিমত,
বন্ধ কৰি থলো মোৰ
হৃদয়ৰ জপনাখন।

The living dead

Why is this charade of living
Every moment is a struggle
A life living like a dead
Why this thirst unquenched
Relive daily the struggle to live
Is it just an illusion
A role playing
Dead playing the living
O’ you romantic
Yearning for a night
Under the starlit sky
Come share my bed
On the street
Even the full moon
Casts a dark shadow here
Hear my story and chronicle
The life of a living dead