Tag: Telugu Poet
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A Nascent Song… Vadrevu Chinaveerabhadrudu, Telugu Poet, Indian
. Day did not break yet A wake up song echoes from the foot of the hill The city afloat in the morning mist. Lest it should sink under the weight of its dreams A spinning melody lugs it back to the bank. The sky and earth Are deep asleep on the horizon. The houses…
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Love in a Hospital… Ismail, Telugu Poet, Indian
.It was not yet time for your visit I was watching the cityscape through the window earth had stretched its sharp nails of shadows Tearing open the sky, it swallowed the Sun. And the Bacilli were sweeping through every corner, drawing the last trace of hope from the moans. It was time for your visit…
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The Expat… Vinnakota Ravisankar, Telugu Poet, India
It was long since the umbilical was snapped. Decades passed since the borders were crossed. Yet, the yearning for the motherland Has not ceased a whit. The host country has provided everything. It taught necessary skills to gather the fruits of life. But, the land of early faltering steps Remains in memory for ever. Not…
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The Uncivil… Aranyakrishna, Telugu Poet
Man is not born alone The flora are his own siblings Absence of trees and birds Marks lack of civilization. No Concrete slab breathes out oxygen. For man to live as green as a forest He should surround himself with greenery. Some fool carries in his lorry Logs, which look like a heap of torsos.…
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A Stale Roti… Abd Wahed, Telugu, Indian
Hunger Is much a like loan taken on compound interest; The principal never gets cleared, You perpetually pay the interest … in installments. Forget just one EMI, It will hit you on your tummy Like the brute loan-collector. With mushrooming hotels, restaurants, And pizzas, burgers, and biryanis sold therein A stomach un-famished Can hardly relish…
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The Letter Unwritten… Asha Raju, Telugu Poet, India
Whether you have condemned them as useless Or, forgotten while trimming your wares Some of your belongings Somehow, were left behind with me. Please take them away when you come this way! The sweet scents of your tresses Still linger over my shoulder; And your lukewarm breath Is tangible at the nape of my neck;…
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A St(r)ing on the Wall… Sibi, Telugu Poet, Indian
Closed room stories become public temptations Intimate pictures on the bed Spear young deers that have just learnt stepping out Bodies sold for paper currency Turn into posters to hang on ‘Wall-Cross’es Dung spills on all womanhood .The barbarous heritage of barber shops Becomes such an angler That heads turn no other way. Along with…
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Perhaps, This is a Testing Time… Kalekuri Prasad, Telugu Poet, Indian
Just that… I am not too ambitious to gallop away, But at the same time, don’t want to stay put where I am biding time, doing nothing worthwhile. Holding a cryptic clue in my hands I walk towards a distant dawn. Perhaps, this is a testing time. If I come across shackles and hurdles of…
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Gravity… Ravi Verelly, Telugu, Indian Poet
The drop of water That silently dissolves into earth After planting a kiss on its forehead, Shall well up as spring someday. A leaf that vises the melting seasons Rising its head from a mother branch Shall rustle animated only after its fall. A flower, cynosure of all eyes Meditating on its stalk, Surrenders to…
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An Unburnt Pot… Sikhamani, Telugu Poet, Indian
Some unknown person I met on my way Put a Pot of clay In my hands, and left Asking me to take care of it. From that day I have been carrying it with me Without rest or relent. And over time I got used to Carrying it unaware i did. Having…
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