Just let this night pass… Ramineni Mohanatulasi, Telugu, Indian
Just let this night pass…
Spring shall dawn with the daybreak!
Look over there,
The last tree on the turn, shall start budding
And the Cuckoo shall coo through the morning window;
Shedding its inhibitions
The Mango shall bloom all over its dense foliage;
To the Sun climbing over the orient
Roof top shall dab humid vapours.
And all the buried wakes
Shall yield scents of memories.
Just let this night pass…
Spring shall dawn with the daybreak!
The petticoat of childhood
Shall flutter in the lukewarm breeze
And the nest of memories on the Guava of the backyard
Shall think of me once more.
The name that was secretly written and erased
In the crimson vesper hours
shall visit as a leisurely cloud and water the spirits.
And soon … the festival with the smack of
Fresh Jute packing twine shall follow.
Just let this night pass…
Spring shall dawn with the daybreak!
Moments glad and grief that passed
By turns, shall watch over the autumnal night;
The clock that has seen many seasons turn over
Longs for just one lasting memory;
And the jasmine bud peeps into the last drop of dew
Hanging by the awning for her reflection.
Just let this night pass…
Every receding wave of the ocean
Shall surge forth dredging beautiful shells in its fold.
Just let this night pass…
By day… he will be here!
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Mohanatulasi Ramineni
Telugu, Indian
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(Notes for Non-Telugu Readers:
This is a poem hailing Spring the onset of which brings in its wake many festivities and welcome changes in the environment: the mango tree blooms just as the queen of flowers Jasmine; annual exams will be over for children and it’s a playtime for them in the sun, with gay abandon; and the days start getting warmer and the roof tops that nestle in cold till then start sweating and fuming by dawn.
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