Where Does the Puppy Go
The puppy died
Nice, young dog has gone away
Why my hands are searching for something?
What is this, in the past the biscuit held like this
Would have gone within a moment
Today it stares at me with anger
The pup that used to play in my hands
Where does it go?
The puppy has gone
Leaving me alone it has gone somewhere
I can believe people passing away
They have a heaven
Beautiful angels, divine flower
Sweet nectar – everything is there for them
I know that’s why people pay obeisance
Here in the world to attain another world
That’s why they go leaving
Warm lap of mother
Tight embrace of son and
Sweetness of the beloved’s kiss.
But tell me, why should a puppy leave?
But where can it go?
How can such a truthful life
Vanish in the infinite?
No, it’s a lie…
If somebody came to steal in my absence
It might have gone chasing him
It will chase those induced people
Till that world and
Descends on portico like a cloud by the dawn
Yes, what’s there for the puppy?
In that heaven that it would stay there?
I will read the class struggles in the heaven
In the eyes of the puppy.
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1958
Translated by N Venugopal