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Ranajit Das

GOD'S EYES

Through every peeping-hole of our body,
God’s eyes are watching us.
 
Inside, conspiracies are being hatched under a sly moon,
a murdered friend’s blood is trickling into a silent pool;
Inside, there are masks, gambling dens,
dance orgies, booze, and laughter of whores.
 
He is watching, like a boy
who watches his mother having illicit sex
with his father’s assassin.

ঈশ্বরের চোখ

ঈশ্বরের চোখ

জেগে আছে ঈশ্বরের চোখ

ভিতরে চত্রান্ত, চাঁদ, নিহত বন্ধুর রক্ত, ক্রিমি, কীট, উলঙ্গ রাক্ষস
ভিতরে মুখোশ, জুয়া, নাচ, মদ, বেশ্যাদের হাসি

তিনি দেখছেন, ঠিক যেভাবে বালক তার
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GOD'S EYES

Through every peeping-hole of our body,
God’s eyes are watching us.
 
Inside, conspiracies are being hatched under a sly moon,
a murdered friend’s blood is trickling into a silent pool;
Inside, there are masks, gambling dens,
dance orgies, booze, and laughter of whores.
 
He is watching, like a boy
who watches his mother having illicit sex
with his father’s assassin.

GOD'S EYES

Through every peeping-hole of our body,
God’s eyes are watching us.
 
Inside, conspiracies are being hatched under a sly moon,
a murdered friend’s blood is trickling into a silent pool;
Inside, there are masks, gambling dens,
dance orgies, booze, and laughter of whores.
 
He is watching, like a boy
who watches his mother having illicit sex
with his father’s assassin.
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