By Hemanga Biswas
The boy didn’t come back With only two kilograms of thirst inside The empty bag riddled with bullets Has been lying near the drain smeared with blood At noon. From the queue for ration The boy hasn’t returned till today. The hungry mother with her naive eyes Keeps on waiting— He’ll come. The other day a shower of rain Washed the public road of blood stains. In the cow-dung covered graveyard On each and every thorn of the desolate Modar Puddles of blood Bloomed as flowers. There spring has arrived : Waves of red flags Sounds of procession at the distance She came out. “He is coming?”
Translated by Uttam Duorah
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Hemanga Biswas (b.1912-d.1987) was an Indian poet, singer, composer, author and political activist.
Uttam Duorah, the translator, retired as the HoD, English, Women’s College, Tinsukia and is based in Tinsukia, Assam.