Kanishka SricharanPratap

Silver Star - 3,802 Points (08.12.1962 / Cuttack, Odisha, India)

A Bit Of Childhood - Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap

Sparrow flew away...!

In distant palm trees
Hang the nests of weaver birds.

Golden oriole looted the colour
Where did fly wood-pecker?
Who cuts the chest!
A feather is dropped
In the lane of my heart!
Grey-crane flew away...

With bits of corn the door-front waits,
No dove.
Whose mind is burnt?
Kingfisher brings fortune
Is absent since last autumn!

Coo of cuckoo
Became a distant dream,
Mango orchard is finished
And became dream of dreams!
Far away... travelled black drongo
Looted art and left!

How much empty is today's childhood!
How much empty childhood days!


Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra

Topic(s) of this poem: childhood


Comments about A Bit Of Childhood by Kanishka SricharanPratap

  • Chinedu Dike (11/13/2019 10:18:00 AM)

    Well articulated and nicely brought forth with insight. A beautiful work of art. Thanks for sharing, Kanishka. (Report)Reply

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  • Bernard F. Asuncion (8/12/2019 2:01:00 AM)

    A well composed poem, sir Kanishka....

    Please, read my new poem
    NAME OF KEEN AUTHOR. Thanks...
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  • (11/23/2018 7:50:00 AM)

    Poem with a refreshment of childhood...amazing... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2018



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