Shepherd in Summer
On the banks of Son
A shepherd guides
His fleet of sheep.
No sheep knows
Which way it is;
Sandy land it is,
Yellow-greyish.
All farmers are out
In their respective lands
To plow it.
What job has does this shepherd?
Its the month of jeth and 'loo'
Who needs him and his sheep.
The shepherd talks to his sheep:
"We will have our days for sure;
Someday tomorrow, 'agahan' (margsheersh:December) will come
Till then, we have to wait,
Amidst the grassy diyara (river banks).
A shepherd guides
His fleet of sheep.
No sheep knows
Which way it is;
Sandy land it is,
Yellow-greyish.
All farmers are out
In their respective lands
To plow it.
What job has does this shepherd?
Its the month of jeth and 'loo'
Who needs him and his sheep.
The shepherd talks to his sheep:
"We will have our days for sure;
Someday tomorrow, 'agahan' (margsheersh:December) will come
Till then, we have to wait,
Amidst the grassy diyara (river banks).
Dated: 12 May,2011
Translated from my Bhojpuri poem
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