Untimely Bud... Untimely Baby Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap

Mana is here... Sera is here
Kadi and Jarib are also here.

How much have I taken?
How much have I given?
Know not to measure
That you may...,
Untimely bud... Untimely baby
I am dropped alone!

Now and then... Here and there
Whomever I met
For a moment
Shared sorrows and joyes.
Such a star have I
No account I have
Of addition, deduction, multiplication, division.

I welcomed flowers
Welcomed thorns
With a smile
Blood or tears...
Whatever came to my door.
While wishing I am a bee,
Untimely bud... Untimely baby
Dropped alone!


Translated from Odia by
Subash Chandra Mohapatra