Maya...7-9 Poem by Kanishka SricharanPratap

Maya...7-9

Rating: 5.0

The crow ate
Ripe mango
Lich in squirrel's mouth,

I was staring
Almost in a trance...
You called from behind!
...
...

I plucked guava
By using catapult
Plucked mango with a stick,

When I tried to make
A bamboo-hook
To pluck Bel fruit
You said:
'Now cock lay eggs! '
...
...

I drew a bird
You put food
Into her beak!

I painted a fairy
You unveiled her!


Translated from Odia by
Tarun Kumar Sahu

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Kanishka SricharanPratap

Kanishka SricharanPratap

Cuttack, Odisha, India
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