Time To Raise Tempests !

Time to raise tempests ! Time to raise tempests ; Tears being toxed, pain being public-saled Every fragrant-Flower is a revolutionary. Fresh sanguine blood is beings own in fields; Don't be busy in stringing the veena Time to frown Death ! In clock of law, dictatorship is clad In courts, not even a Corpse of Justice ! Disgraces have become dearer Even birth-days go without celebrations. Don't go on slumbering Time to infuse life into martyrs ! Deceit overpowering helplessness Darkness dishonoring Day-Light; In shame, Dawn has committed suicide. Don't go on dreaming Time to bow your arrow! Glitter of gold has made Those men (who never feared strangulation) Do obeisance to the chair. Don't go on caressing the beloved's tresses Time to test your strength! When color of man is calling at every door what'll the world say, if you speak not ? When autumn is auctioning the spring what'll the garden say, if you revolt not ? (Translated by: R.P. CHADDAH)