Disappointment- Original Poem in Maithili by Kalikant Jha "Buch" Translated into English by Jyoti Jha Chaudhary

Original Poem in Maithili by Kalikant Jha "Buch" Translated into English by Jyoti Jha Chaudhary

Kalikant Jha "Buch" 1934-2009, Birth place- village Karian, District- Samastipur (Karian is birth place of famous Indian Nyaiyyayik philosopher Udayanacharya), Father Late Pt. Rajkishor Jha was first headmaster of village middle school. Mother Late Kala Devi was housewife. After completing Intermediate education started job block office of Govt. of Bihar.published in Mithila Mihir, Mati-pani, Bhakha, and Maithili Akademi magazine.

Jyoti Jha Chaudhary, Date of Birth: December 30 1978,Place of Birth- Belhvar (Madhubani District), Education: Swami Vivekananda Middle School, Tisco Sakchi Girls High School, Mrs KMPM Inter College, IGNOU, ICWAI (COST ACCOUNTANCY); Residence- LONDON, UK; Father- Sh. Shubhankar Jha, Jamshedpur; Mother- Smt. Sudha Jha- Shivipatti. Jyoti received editor's choice award from www.poetry.comand her poems were featured in front page of www.poetrysoup.com for some period.She learnt Mithila Painting under Ms. Shveta Jha, Basera Institute, Jamshedpur and Fine Arts from Toolika, Sakchi, Jamshedpur (India). Her Mithila Paintings have been displayed by Ealing Art Group at Ealing Broadway, London.


The gleams of moon is weakened

How red the sky is turned

The day is declared in usual pattern

The smile filled with shine of pearl

The face replicating illusion of charm

The beauty mark of a mole in the cheek

Proved nothing more than dark shelter of snake

The venomous arrow of sharp vision

Flowed over in tears

Drenched heart with disappointment

I thought it was life giving nectar

But it was merely water

Bursting out from the broken pot

Watching the burnt destroyed indestructible

Hope diminished with it all

The falling failing wishes like Sputnik

Why to surprise needlessly luna?

Whom should I trust oh dear pretty lady

The boon of Kalp became spine of babool

The aquatic coral became a dry date tree

The shed of old roof

Doesn’t exist any more.


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