Kazi Nazrul Islam

(24 May 1899 - 29 August 1976 / Bardhaman / India)

Victoress - Poem by Kazi Nazrul Islam

O my queen
Today at last I accept defeat
My battle-flag lies at your feet
My immortal sword of victory
Is tired now and heavy.
I cosign to you the weight of it now,
I make my surrender a wreath round your brow.
O goddess of my life,
When you look at me with tears in your eyes,
Great world-conquering waves seem to roll and rise.
Today in my rebel's chariot of blood, you are the rider;
Your fluttering sari has become Heaven's border;
All my arrows are yours, your garland their quiver
Only by floating in your tears can I now be a conquerer.

[Translation: William Radice]


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Information about the translator:
Dr William Radice
Lecturer in Bengali and Head of the Departments of South and South East Asia SOAS, Thornhaugh St, Russell Square, London

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Poem Edited: Tuesday, May 29, 2012


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