Two translated poems of Meethesh Nirmohi

 

I ENTRUST YOU WITH 

In a setting golden evening

Bare feet sunk in

Cool, soft sand

That indescribable sensation

While descending from

Peak of sand dunes

I entrust you with it.

I entrust you with

Moist, rainbow coloured feelings

A poem has sprouted

Just as grass of desert

Grows up with a meager amount of water.

A poem has flourished

In process of ascending and descending

From sand dunes.

That fragrance of desert

Has diffused on dunes.

From its treetop has bloomed

A hue cycle flower.

I am entrusting you with it.

She is ushering your name

Since long.

Up-swinging like deer

Descending from slopes of dunes

Calling me from behind

She has reached up to me

She has flourished

With her own might

I have turned back

To fetch her along

Holding her hand.

From buds of that fragrant desert

Is audible cosmic sound.

I entrust you with that.

2. A NOON IN DESERT

Ocean of sand

Striking against my shoulders

Up rises

 

Fiery sun

Also sets

But 

All appalled

Keep on probing

For water and sapling.

Two poems by Meethesh Nirmohi ji, originally composed in Rajasthani, translated by Rajni Chhabra