I was about to be Maharaja of Sambalpur’s land,
Yet I am here with no kingdom at hand.
I don't have regrets as fate is unkind,
I merely had vision of complete freedom in my mind.
I feel I wouldn't able to see the dawn,
And witness the freedom which I had sworn.
I have been imprisoned for a score of years
Ashirgarh is so far from my near and dear
The struggle was on right path with British might,
But betrayal by Dayanidhi dimmed the burning light
I am now reduced to reed thin and blind,
With the flame of revolt in Sambalpur I left behind
Once I roamed the jungles, fierce and vigil,
Now I am bound, my spirit cannot see.
I feel like trapped in dark cave which is endless
Away from mother land in foreign, desolate place.
I feel like weeping for the land we have lost,
May my people keep fighting against unjust
For freedom’s call, my soul will yearn,
Until the next life’s turn, my spirit will burn.
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