Kanishka SricharanPratap

Silver Star - 3,804 Points (08.12.1962 / Cuttack, Odisha, India)

Song Of Farmer - Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap

Here is my root
Here are my branches
Days and nights are here too!

Here is my hut
A piece of garden
Few patches of field!

Here is smile and tear
Full moon and festivals
Old age and diseases,
Needs and scarcities
All... all!

Who is the king!
Who is the minister!
What is to me?

Here is my sun and rain
Dew and winter,
Will extinguish my life!

Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra

Topic(s) of this poem: farmers

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 12, 2018

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