Like A Baby Bird Poem by Gajanan Mishra

Like a baby bird
I am looking for
My mother to return,
And feed me.
Like a small calf
I am waiting anxiously
The time of milking.
Like a morose wife
I long for the return of
My master, my husband,
Who can satisfy me
In all respects.
I always yearn for
The use of my language
Everywhere on my land.
I simply seek
Your friendship as
You are all pious and devoted
And enlightened.
Let my mind,
My consciousness and
Everything I have
Be attached only to
My language,
My land and
My mother.