In this prepaid world

Translated by Mashrur Imtiaz

Spread out the sensation of touch on your
smooth lips
That I knew long ago,
Love is a poison that consumes us all -
There is no way to know before crossing
the river of life
As I lived in this twenty-first century of
prepaid world;
And your tired eyes told me that night
The body is more like the storm of Kalbaisakhi that
Shuffled - our wi-fi doomed mind.

- Shourav Sikder

Ett internationellt litterärt magasin från Litteraturcentrum