Friday, 15 October 2021

Poems of Shyam Maharshi

 

2. GIRLS OF VILLAGE
On Shami tree
Growing in vicinity of village
Swing on swing
Sing songs
On ‘Sawani Teej’
Girls of village.

They have totally forgotten
For a short while
Making cow dung cakes
Sweeping house
Coating earthen stove
Making ‘Roti’
And milking cow
Girls of village.

With their friends
Totally absorbed
Discuss
Dance and hop
Return from fair
Relish Jalebis
 Girls of village.

In their eyes
Have blossomed
Vibgyor bloom
Flashing lightning
Down pouring clouds
In their heart
Sways
Zeal of happiness
Girls of village
Live their own self 
Many a times.

 

 I KNOW


I know very well
That I am
Just like you.
But
The only distinction
Between you and me is
That you are fraise
And myself foundation.
The whole world is acquainted
 With your pride and glory
But who listens to
My agony.

Everybody views you
But, I am foundation in this earth
Unfamiliar with all
Who knows me?
But this is a reality
You are fraise
On dint of me only
Because, I bear your utter burden
Your identity
Whole world
My identity
Dense dark life of
Deep earth.

 

 


Original poem in Rajasthani  : Shyam Maharshi ji
Translation into English         ;  Rajni Chhabra

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