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DEBASHIS DEB

DEBASHIS DEB

December 30, 2023

Song of Hemanta

Graceful land woke up today with golden crops
Good news – and so sunlight laughs on the dew
drops

This Hemanta sings a song of rice
This happiness doesn’t have a price

Farmer’s spouse is making her head bend
She looks over the crop-field – golden dream –
and she is overwhelmed

Farmer is singing while harvesting crops
Forgetting all troubles while facing his job

This is Hemant – this is his day, laughing at
crop-land-clay
How happiness and merriment brings this
today

Godown will become full after one year
In the Hemant in Bengal, all in laughter


We want to survive

You gave us atomic bomb destructive war
You blocked my path through unremitting
deter
Thou warlords took the sky, pouring poison in
the air
Serpents raise their grisly hood to scare all us
here

Making the forest’s trees empty, fish-free water
We inhale breaths of poisoned air mixed with
lead
Please give me a blue sky and starlit night
Clear air, green woods and waterfall strides

What could a dream tell us of the future?
Everything is commodities as in trades, you are
If you want golden days, do save our hub
Don’t kill children, give us unpolluted love now

Debashis Deb är en poet och journalist från
Dhaka. Han arbetar på bdnews24.com