Tag: Telugu
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A Downy Spear… Mamata Kodidela, Telugu, Indian
Shooting a sweet Downy spear of a note Into my anxieties From the smooth rosy petals Dabbed in black soil … A mother sparrow Darts off towards her baby nestling Under the yonder umbrage Picking one more worm by its beak. On the last trace of tear Off my eyelash There bloomed A thousand rainbows.…
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Here I am, there you are… Shamshad, Telugu, Indian
. They closed the lids on the eyes That yearned for you And stuck staring in despair Knowing you would never come. Now, A sea of grief roars Around my stone-deaf ears Countless cataracts stream over But, none of them could wet me. Before my dumb, silently asleep heart They beat innumerable drums The picture…
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A Cup of Tea … Bala Sudhakar Mauli, Telugu, Indian
After all a cup of Tea! What would be there That one can hold with five fingers? A cup of tea can bloom a warm evening… It can instil that much confidence as a friend can. My friend compares a cup of tea to a song. A song unites people. On a chilly evening hour…
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An Open-ended Poem… Ravi Verelly, Telugu, Indian
Under the Unwinking sky… Drips beautiful vitriolic spangles Occasionally Through its leafy canoes… The cocoanut As if it quenches the thirst of the whole village… croons lazily like a well-lubed cart the pulley. With the airs of pulling the hiding sky by its tresses and siphoning it off from the bottom Looks arrogant the insolent…
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What if … Nishigandha, Telugu, Indian
Silly! These evenings are always like that… They gently walk through the open windows And over the frail fagged countenances. A dewy flower flutters, swings and drops Into the valley like a streak of light. And a long reticent journey begins… What if those nights hadn’t cared to visit Brushing aside the catch…
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A Funny Call!… Palaparthy Indrani, Telugu, Indian
My daughter got a new pal yesterday: It’s our new neighbour’s kid. My daughter started playing with her happily displaying all her toys. That kid was just picking up how to speak. After a while they both came to me in the kitchen. “Mommy! I want water,“ asked my daughter. Immediately, her friend repeated, “Mommy!…
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When will you be back, Pa?… Dr. Pulipati Guruswamy, Telugu, Indian
బ్లాగు మిత్రులకీ, పాఠకులకీ దీపావళి శుభాకాంక్షలు. ఈ దీపావళి మీ జీవితాలలో కొత్తకాంతులు నింపుగాక! . “Where is your Pa? Where is your Pa, shorty?” They ask me everybody, Pa! The other day In pitch darkness Police caught Ma by her hair And abused her saying ‘You bitch, When will your man return?” Whenever my sib wails,…
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Isn’t Bod Synonymous With Being?… Kondepudi Nirmala, Telugu, Indian
. Well, this earth may not be ours But how can our body be not ours? The corpse consigned to flames May not dry get angry or dry your tears But how can the friendships twined for years disappear Or the lessons assiduously taught till yesterday? How can the rest of the story Page-marked after…
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Just bless me with an Idea… Afsar, Telugu, Indian
Bless me with one, Just one idea; I vault hundred years into the past, Else, I would leap up a century into the future . You may not be aware, I can arrest time; Can say “Statue!”* to time wherever I want. I can refill the wan and weary eyes with azure skies. Bless me…
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… From being Repressed and vanquished… Mercy Margaret , Telugu, Indian
Yester night I overheard the distressing calls of the wind. Spanning their hands, When Trees tried to repress the air Making fetters of their branches and leaves I heard The Wind cry in distress For liberty. With unrestrained rage and anger When trees overpowered it I heard the distressing calls of the wind…
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