The
Victory Celebration
Asad Chowdhury
Rivers, and our poor
streams
Suddenly get excited all
over
in a frolicsome manner
like that of a maiden;
What has happened? what's
the matter?
Asks the silver fish
anxiously
On dances the frantic
river, who will give the answer?
The vast welkin
turns on the sunlight
from every direction,
The birds ask the same
question
When the silent sky keeps
on smiling.
Piercing radiance is there
in villages and
market-places, in cities and harbours,
in mills and factories,
in prayer rooms,
in schools and hostels,
That light spreads
everywhere.
The number of wayfarers treading
the road of light, is not one but millions
Those number of wayfarers
who held death in their grip out of joy
Now come back
With
an aching heart for the loss of their dear ones...
The rejoice of the domestic animals mingles with the ecstasy of
tigers and jackals, serpents and crocodiles and many
more unknown beasts
I don't know how to sing, but it matters
not
Come and cheer, let's celebrate
Today marks our Victory
Celebration.
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