Samudra Veera

Sumudra-veera stands, 

strong and straight,

as it anchored to the deep riverbed.

Decorated with marigold, rose and Lavender,

the ship seemed a splendor!

Charming and young, with seasoned wood construct,

It had a deck of in form of a heart!

With Linen fabric, wrapped on the Raft.

Ready to take the maiden voyage,

Holding Goods for the trade,

Over the seas, at a far-off land,

Called Subarnabhoomi – The land of Gold.

Eyes soaked with tears,

Sadhabani clung to her Sadhaba,

The night, she wished to hold for ages!

For the morning rays will part her from her love,

For long, so long!

How shall she live, without him?!

But it’s the pain she must endure,

As she is the Sadabani - the Sadhaba’s Wife

While he sails in the Seas, So does She in her Mind!

Aa, Ka, Ma, Bai….

Roared the crew, as they dropped the anchor,

And spread the raft,

To begin the voyage, in the name of the Lord with Round Black Eyes,

In the name of the king The King, The Gajapati,

In the name of the Land – The Kalinga,

In the name of the Ship – The Samudra Veera!

From Corn to Gold,

From Apparel to Applique,

From Jems to Ivory,

To trade one Culture to another!

Yet, many thing to get lured,

New land, Women, and wealth!

But

They have Hopes and ambitions!

After the long Voyage!

Fighting strong winds & giddy waves,

To return safe and sound,

To Matrubhoomi, their motherland