হৈচৈ কবিতায় অঞ্জলী দে নন্দী, মম

An unknown Bud:

I am an unknown bud.
I have heard…
The songs of bees and birds,
I feel the rays.
At nights and also at days.
I feel air.
I can hear,
Always,
The movement-sound of leaves.
On my mother-plant’s body,
Yes, here I live.
My mom tells me, Dear! Buddy!
I am waiting for your blooming time.
When you shall become a blossom,
Then my success will be filled.
But then also I shall be in fear,
Because the human will be in crime.
They shall pluck you from my body.
Then you shall not be my near,
As alive part of my body.
By them, you shall be killed.
Oh! My mother! My dear!
Don’t be too emotional!
Do not be in tention!
Sacrifice is my life’s ultimate destination.
Then I shall be offering of eternal mother.
Whose power is core of my creation.
Then, I shall be fully devotional.