Some friendships are also such:
Before you are aware of your fledging
They take you to the high skies;
Before you could remember it’s time to nest
They bid adieu … leaving an indecipherable mark behind.
Warning not to raise any questions
They take you around forests and woods, and
Through rills and rivulets. With nothing else to do
One should follow quietly.
Forbidding not to divulge it to anybody
They teach you how to spread out the wings, and
How to identify various flowers.
Being a naïveté,
One must obey without demur.
Be that it is the colors of the trees, the peaks of yonder hills
Or the comeliness of flowers, they insist that only they can tell.
That a rain falls with a slant, what flows in a stream is water,
That the wind is a vagabond… are lessons can only be learnt from them.
My God! There will be no end to the slew of advices
And no one feels like acquiring those skills:
That if a plant bears fruit they would be on the surface,
And if a crop comes to harvest one should thresh the grain;
That one should migrate to green Springs before Autumn
And to brighter days fore flower dropping sets in on trees;
That days are bright and nights are dark,
Not to roam in the sun and not to sing in moonlight,
That water is for drinking, air for breathing,
And in the end, one should drop like a flower from its stem.
The ultimate awakening that dawns however is:
One does not grow wise with age;
Life is too short to learn everything by experience
That one should lead his own life
And die like what one is.
Are you still alive?
And if so, what have you to say Bul Bul?
Nanda Kishore is a young engineer (EEE) from Warrangal. He is very prolific on Facebook and particularly active “Kavisangamam” group.
Last year he released his maiden volume of poetry “Neelage okadundevaadu” (There was one like you).
Nanda Kishore has fine sensibilities and has come out with a distinct voice of his own.
His second volume of poetry “YadhecCha” is out this month.