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Two Poem of Guna Moran

Guna Moran

Guna Moran

1. Stone Worship

Alive means a live stomach

The stomach is its own faultfinder
The stomach preys on itself
The stomach is the eternal rival of itself

The stomach lacks the precept of
showing heroic respect to a hero
As the stomach means a consumer
feeding is its way of life

Long ago a weary stomach
carved its agony on the heart of stone

Since then stone has captured our worship

Nowadays stone worship
is rife everywhere
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Tr. ©Nirendra Nath Thakuria

2. Stone

By beating and pounding
stones can be made only smaller
but never made any bigger

Stones normally have no home
They lie around anywhere

Run over by vehicles
stones don’t get flattened
Pedestrians tread on them
yet no skin is broken

Pounded by the hammer
smaller and smaller they turn
Even then we call them
hard cruel and so on

Stones are eternal
as they can turn smaller instantly
for the good of others
(The beneficent do not die)

No lasting aesthetic is attainable without sculpture
In every age stone sculpture proves best
Still we find it hard to easily believe that
the eternal stone is all in all the glory of humans
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Tr. ©Nirendra Nath Thakuria


Guna Moran (Famouse writer & poet ) Assam India
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