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“Bidrohi” (Bengali: “বিদ্রোহী”, English: “The Rebel”) is a popular revolutionary Bengali poem and the most famous poem written by Kazi Nazrul Islam in. Bidrohi. vabantar banner. Back to KOBITA. Images/Kobita/Golam Golam Mustafa. Play all one after one > · Apon Piashi · Bhiru · Biday Bela · Bidrohi. Bidrohi-The Poem & Translation. বিদ্রোহী. – কাজী নজরুল ইসলাম. বল বীর -. বল উন্নত মম শির! শির নেহারি আমারি, নত-শির ওই শিখর হিমাদ্রীর! বল বীর -.

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Before my head, bows peaks of Himalayas. Your cries hails piercing skies and universes. Travels beyond moons and suns and galaxies. Piercing the earths and the bidroih.

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Challenging the seat “throne” of the Almighty. It raises in eternal wonder among World’s destinies. On my forehead glows the angry God’s emblem of victories. I am who holds head high.

I am eternally wild, arrogant, and barbarian. I am the dancer of the great cataclysm, I am cyclone, I am destruction. I am the great fear, I am curse of the universe. I am chaotic, unchained.

I defy all rules, all laws and chains. I do not follow any rule. I sink a filled boat, I am torpedo, I am profane, I am wafting mine. I am a God with untidy hairdo, or Goddess with untied hairs. I am rainstorm, I am hurricane. I destroy everything that comes in my way. I am dance crazy beat. I dance at my will, I am life’s free upbeat.

I am the night tune, I am dark dramatist, I am mystic strain. I am poignant agitation, caper and dance. I surprise as I walk down the way. I prance as I sway. I am excited night melody.

Bidrohi (poem)

I do whatever my heart desires. Wrestle with death, embrace enemies. I am epidemic, I am fear of the land. I am tyrant ruler, for slaughter I am ever restless. I am indomitably naughty forever. I am the pyres of sacrificial rites, I am devout meditator, I devour fire.

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I am kkobita fire, I am the priest father, I am the ultimate fire. I am the creation, I am destruction, I am habituation, I am crematorium. I am the conclusion, Kobitq am the darkest salvation. On my one hand is tender flute of cane and on the other a war trumpet.

Kogita am the one with blue throat, relieve pains of lover by drinking virulent. I am the one with untidy knotted hairlocks, I hold unchained streams of Ganges. I am the one who holds head high. I am ascetic, the musician. I am prince, my royal robe is pale saffron.

I am Bedouin, I am Chenghiz. I worship none other but me. I am thunder, I am the great universal sound of northeast. I am the ornament of the burning Islamic angel, the mighty blast. I am the musical instrument of the destroyer, the staff of the upholder of the truth. I am the eternal circlet and the primary musical instrument-the great conch.

I am the primeval cry of the gong. I am an eccentric ascetic and a disciple of a great saint. I am the conflagration, shall burn the entire planet. I am the ecstatic laughter of delight,- I am a terror-believer of iconoclasm.

I am the great gobbler of the twelve suns during the great cataclysm. I am sometimes calm, sometimes wild, terribly disorderly. I am the glowing blood of the youth, humble pride of the destiny. I am violet gust of a storm, I am delightful wave of ocean. I am brilliance, I am radiant elegance. I am sound of surging waters, sways of rolling waves! I am unbridled hairs of a maiden whose big eyes flash with fires.

I am uncontrolled romance of a maid of sixteen, blessed as in paradise. I am unquiet mind of a sad maid.

I am in breasts of a widow as her sobs and sighs. I am the swindled pain of the gypsies, eternal homeless traveler. I am the extreme pain of the humiliated, the burning sensation of poison. I am the vanity of the eternally distressed soul’s grief, deeply entrenched pain. Sudden-kiss-hidden-shivers, I am the trembling- quivering frail first touch of a woman.

I am the sudden glance of secret lover who by deception meets for moments. I am the love of a lively girl, the jingles of her bangles. I am the eternal child, youth forever. I am village maid afraid of adolescence, the scratch of veil on shoulder.

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I am northern blizzard, fading fire, saddened eastern breeze. I am the strains of a traveler poet, his cane flute’s wheeze. I am an eager thirst of summer, I am the scorching bidroni Sun.

I am cascading desert stream, I am soothing shadowy tone. I rush in euphoric joys, its insane, I am insane. I suddenly discovered myself, unchained are my chains. I am the rise, I am the fall, I am the alertness of unconscious mentality. I am the sign on the gate of the world, the triumphant flag of humanity. I rush forward clapping alike the storm traversing the heaven and this territory. I am a volcano on the bosom of the earth, the wild fire, the divine conflagration. I am a burning rock in the hell-its wail-call-clamorous agitation.

I fly with speed of lightning, leaping in exultation. I suddenly generate terror in seven worlds, initiate earthquake bidrhi undulation. I clasp the head of mythological cobra of Hindus. I clasp the blazing wings of the Christian consul. I am the son of God, I am restless.

I am lewd, I tear with my teeth the bosom ,obita of mother earth. I am the flute of the ancient Greek charmer. I calm the turbulent oceans. I kiss sleep to entire world and draw them in slumber. In strains kobiha flute I endear.

I am the cane flute of the Hindu universal lover. When I become angry, I traverse beyond galaxies. Defeating hell of Hindus and trampling the quivering infernos of Muslims. I am the emissary of rebellions, bring message of revolt to earth from skies. I sometimes enrich earth sometime wreck devastation. I shall snatch from the God’s bust the epitomes of wealth and erudition. I am injustice, I am shooting star, I am evil luck.