Ramlila,
The closed theatres of it
And the regional versions
And dramatizations of it
Think I,
How had it been one day
Giving a brisk business,
Now the theatres have closed down
As for the audience
Shifting to other forms
Of entertainment,
Giving larger and varied scopes.
But with the shutting down of it,
I think of
The artistes and stage men
Sitting,
The script writers becoming jobless,
Ramas, Sitas, Lakshmans, Shatrughans
And Bharats
All sitting roleless
Without any assignment,
Ramlilas flopping everywhere
As for the screen plays.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem