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Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Atchiramtang


Ka·sinsriksrik ka·sinjrime balwa balbaa,
Mikka tapchi tingtot tingtot wasisibaa,
Bola wa·a samsi samchek tangsim ritima
Gangajep
Tangsekgilgil a·bri a·kong do·mat ilgima.

Chidareni timtim gam·an baksa, ringna ringtoa
Bolgrimoni rong·brakoni joka, nina nitoa;
Salan ding·o, gitok ran·o, ringo okna chijima
Asongkam·e rong·patalo rona siksima.

A·paloni otchru bang·e jele cha·ama,
Koksi kie attamo cha·na kolna re·nama;
Rongma ma·gok ka·sin rim·am name basena,
Me·mang Mi·gon
Rongrukoba, alikoba dongo kolchapbajolna.

Wachichake ang·ke rim·o beben an·senga,
Ong·katako, jiraako niokgenba, rim·na altubatkala.
Kari jal·ik kam·chekenba polta tarina,
Dilja da·nang songo dongo me·su samjakna.

Gisik ra·a simbraata songna noknaba,
Bu·an bu·du kajia jike kal·grikakoba.
Ripeng baju mama ada mosa boningna,
Dokgrik su·grik ka·dingako jongada noabina.
Matchu mua, ki·i gala, koksep watako,
Pringni chakate saruknaba aguk tokako.
Batil ra·e, chola balbeng gane do·mat goako,
Mandal take, gari ga·e jaksi den·gilengako
Singsingata nikpiltaina, atchiramtangko.





Monday, 24 July 2017

My native land

Ranggira Hills, West Garo Hills, Meghalaya
Oh! In you there exists a hidden treasure
Red, green and yellow, colors of men's stature, immense measure;
Living creatures, all, big and small, together as one nature
Flowing and growing, sharing with no puncture.

Little bud keeps growing in spacious, chanting
Easing peace to the soul, calming; exciting;
The mind freeing from all noises
Yet not a devoid, to making choices.

City ailments, nothing, nothing of the kind
From dawn, birds chirping sweetness bind;
Erasing all disquieting, gentling the mind
Freeing all stinks with a breezing wind, forever find.

Oh! My native land, Garo land
That moves the feet to a soothing music, in a band;
Together all in bits performing one's own part
To the rhythms, in timing, to scenic nature's art.


About the poem:
The poet speaks of the natural scenic beauty of Garo Hills, Meghalaya, North East, India.

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My Native Land : Written in Writerscafe
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His other related english poems:
1. My Golden Home
2. The Fire
3. When see Dirty
4. The Soul's Legume
5. No longer am I
6. With ardour in thy flavor
7. My eared-little owl