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ALL IN OUR FAVOUR Nand Chaturvedi. Your hands aren’t tired yet The pleasure of asserting this Is the poem’s core A few more days To bear For these hands won’t beg.
Be free It is no wilderness Don’t let it be one. The river won’t stop here Nor none else. The flow of This wondrous Journey’s joy Is the poem’s core.
Someone has to quit Quit this pleasure. Even in this mist, the leaflet Possess a droplet The sun doesn’t enjoy such fortune. The splintered heart Looks back Where nothing is; Except silence And fear
Fear not Here there is grass and a small bird What fear for the common man? ’n for destiny’s victims? This century belongs to the savages Yet it’s ours too It is a war Face it
Sins are not sudden You let it happen Mere desires can’t bring the change
The power games And inherent sufferings Aren’t for us Forever confront What has to change Shall change
These vegetations won’t alter Nor this creation be sterile ever Let’s for once grab For the wind, the cloud And the fate are All in our favour. Translated by Ashutosh Mohan from the original Hindi poems of the renowned poet Nand Chaturvedi. Ashutosh Mohan |
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