THE THORN MIMOSA

THE THORN MIMOSA
Written by Taimur Khan
&
Translated by
Dr. Md Siddique Hossain
Assistant Professor, Department of Bengali, Bangabasi Morning College
19, Rajkumar Chakraborty Sarani, Kolkata- 700009, West Bengal, India
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It might be my own sorrows
That appeared in my
Whole entity , as,
Innumerable thorns all over my physique.
The leaves on all my branches
Quiver in solidarity !
In the arena of political hubble-bubble ,
I do stand alone -
A desolate old man
Like a lion without claws and teeth .
The mischievous activist
Irrespective of their allegiance to
The doctrine of religion, or
The party or the activists ,
Fly away from my vicinity!
I've never been a first choice
For any fatigued passer by
To seek shelter under my shed
On any searing summer days !
Some tired dove, though,
With the intention of becoming a poet
Harp on high-pitched coo
intermittently .
There's only sand
And gravel from wilderness
Beneath my roots
The year long empathy
Sustains me
With compassion.
The flesh is devoid of
Any commercial viability
But still the attire
Made of thorns desires
To break into a jig
In the advent of the spring !
And lo !
I come out with plenty of amber coloured flowers
Evidently to beautify the nature
In my unique way !