[Transcreation] Today

You said something
and an ocean turned into a wave
roaring past us

Like from the drenched pages
of frightened winds
poetry drips in whispers,
then I queried

Did you ask me to
never call you again
or was it
never to leave you again?

Estranged by distances,
our expressions of love and hate
are unfortunate prisoners
of an insensitive telephone

A poem in Malayalam by Bijoy Chandran
Transcreation by Vijay © 27^th April, 2007

(Thanks, Asmita)