Translated Poem : The Drama Continues

~Nakul Silwal~
Translated by Yuyutsu Sharma

Sparrows peck at the grains
spread out to dry in the courtyards.

Monkeys plunder the golden
profusion of our ripe maize fields.

Squirrels nibble at the walnuts
in the gardens of our festive valleys.

Perched on the freshly sprouting
leaves of the banyan trees

squint eyed crows
of distrust record history.

With vicious talons of deceits
hawks scratch blood dripping lines

of nation’s misery
on a farmers’ humble chests.

Leopards gobble up the lambs
of spring in our green glades.

Cats milk innocent cows
of trust in the cold nights of our lives.

Martens run away
with the hollering roosters of our awakening.

In my village
such scenes have been enacted time and again

Yet the drama continues
without an interruption, an interval or an end.

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