The long-long,
Tall-tall timber trees
And the ways mesmerizing
Going to,
Bifurcating to
Taldangra, Simlapal,
Bikrampur to Homegarh,
Garhbeta,
Raskundu More
Under Medinipur district.
The lonely roads,
Bituminous roads
Without men and hutments
Leading to where,
A world with men,
A world without men,
How to feel it?
The painsOf your living,Passing your daysIn Indonesia,Fleeing ChinaTo AmericaFrom there!An Asian AmericanOf Chinese descentYou Lee,I can the painsOf your living,But you nowAn AmericanAnd the land is yoursAs the good earth the same!
How do we?How longWill youGo on subjecting herTo gender humiliation?That,That you are a woman,A womanThat,That you a girl,A girlThat,That you are a female,A female.
Along the marshy plot of land,Full of whitely lilies.
Who a Dalit,Searching the themeFound I,I them reallyDalit, Dalit,The widows,Poor women and daughtersOf IndiaWhose income is very lowAnd they unable to maintain themselves.
Ek boda pradeshak lekarPura bhubhak antarbhukta karik,Sampurna BhagalpurAar okar aas-paas.Angika language dialectAnga territory’s speechSpanning overAnd inclusive ofThe whole of BhagalpurAnd the adjoining areas.
So full of stars and their twinkles,So glistening with moonshine,Writing my love poetry,Dreaming of my sweet love.The blooms scattering over slowly,The small-small white petals,Fair and fragrant, fresh and fine,Dew-laced, mist-smeared,Scattered over groundAnd I in a reclined state dreaming aboutHer sweetly.
