Mirror Image … Sowbhagya, Telugu, Indian
In a still-water-like mirror
rolling its eyes once,
rollicking with laughter next,
and effervescing with activity the next moment…
dithers your image.
In the full-length mirror up there,
lies your itinerant reflection.
Hiding from its view
and stealing glances with it… stand I.
Oooooh! That gleaming rosy countenance
is so inviting to kiss.
Sweet melodies from
that graceful helical body flow unto me.
How fortunate is the mirror!
You enter into its lifeless heart like a dove.
And there you fly with freedom and abandon.
I will be glued to you.
You will be so unmindful of your treasures.
Perhaps, when one is cynosure of all eyes,
they need pay no attention to the ‘self’.
I steal into the mirror… invisible
and watch your aural beauty from close.
I take it into my hands…
That dream? No, not.
Chrysanthemum? No, not.
That beauteous and blissful face? Yes,
and passionately plant kisses
on the bewildered lips and those lovely eyes.
Unable to stand the brunt of my emotion,
the mirror breaks … and you disappear.
I start… in search of you.
Telugu Original: అద్దంలో అందం