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​Poetry

Displaced

9/2/2018

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Kalpna Singh-Chitnis

I am a seed,
the earth requires
no permission for me to grow.


I am a bird,
the sky sets no limits for me
to fly.



But one day
they came to uproot us
,
one by one,




clip our wings

and bury us,
neither dead



nor alive,

in the air,
under our broken feathers.


विस्थापित

मैं एक बीज हूं,

मेरे उगने के लिए पृथ्वी
नहीं करती मुझसे
, उसकी अनुमति की अपेक्षा,


मैं एक पक्षी हूं
मेरे उड़ने के लिए आकाश

नहीं करता तय सीमाएं,

पर एक दिन वे आए
,
हमें ले जाने के लिए

एक-एक करके,

हमारी जड़ों
और डैनों को

काट डालने के लिए,
​

और हवाओं में, न जिंदा न मृत
दफ़ना देने के लिए हमारी देह,

हमारे कतरे पंखो के तले।

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