Sunday, 1 December 2019

selective translation of few potries of famous poet dr.lakshminarayana bhatta by dr.raveendra hosadurga:




Translation(selective) of    few    Poetries    of  dr lakshminarayana bhatta  by dr.raveendra hosadurga:
1)Seen(FOUND) (kandaddu)

Who is this deepika
Eye came to poet’s dream ,breathed metaphor!
Heating greening
To land of dreaming
Rail pulled blosomng flower  dipika of sixteen
Wearing light of kanakambara  at the tip of ending cloud
swnging as molle garland   to jade (tuft of air) of blue sky
blossoming as picture
twisting peculiarly
writing rubbing writing moving white bird  line
as though caught but not caught flowing deer kid
who are you dipika
will come in open bolt of cest door
Tying eye band  walking show off beauty
Nothing other is seen  now your posture
Caught only  to vision
Excess to remaining
Red lotus blossoming laughing  standing between ponds
Flame’s hundred fountain  pulling budding joy

…………………………………………………..end……………………………………………

2)deepika –swagatha
Why is ananda troubles like this
Plays plays plays  god
As though pulling cloth in mid road suddenly
As though keeping hand on abdomen  suddenly!
Inside striking match stick to secret digged in dark
Explodes eavy explosives (patakies) making to fear
Even if angry  outside dark covering  inside
Small deepavali
On all over face    appearance of sweats  kadale(…………………..)
If remembered now cool breeze(air)   

Soeaking speaking on tongue sqeezing chest
Spreads beyond fence speech
Singing singing leaves hamsadhwani
twists towards kamavardhini
keeping blade in eye   false dresses
cuts in line –in speech only
tearihg tie of neck making touch to born time
opens fully filled up  pond’s  tubu(hole).

When comes near he piercing sword in ye
Pressing hiting to chest  have run away to distance
Writing thu chi in curve of lip as nail of cat scratched neck
………………………………..end………………………………………………..



3)this sky this star:
This sky this star ,this flower this  bird
Flating moving cloud with joy spilling(fountain)
Who kept them like this here
End and first not known in blue

Each flower has one one colour
One each jiva has one one colour
 In same kind food to all
 Given source of kindness has shown itself

Having drunk  water of   hundreds of river unbound sea
 Pouring with force not drying sk9(cloud)
Even if crores of stars gathered, field (sky) is not filled up.
 Whose maya it iswhich/shadow of reflection

 All outside types are hidden inside
If searched key is  available inside chest?
In all things of earth    you are sitting
They tell for me now it is  a wander itself.
…………………….ene……………………….
5)where did it slip (glide) beyond boundary!
Where it is wandering why could not stand?|pa|

From a distant bank floating fragrance of parijatha
Crossed and came fence line
Playingmeeti) old sweet pain.

Single star in the sky dizling pouring
 Night’s face
Sitting inside darksome female is crying

Previously in  some  life fragrance of  bathed love water
Covering distutbing chest I can’t tell I can ‘t bear.
……………………………….end……………………………..



4) don’t disturb stagnant water(nintha neera kalakabedi):

Don’t disturb stagnant water stores
 Don’t pierce petals of flowers torns
What  they have got pain of thir own
Let them live   by  themselves  simply

 Can parrot be pushed into cage
By pushing pouring is it enough mass of grains
Is eating heavy? Tell for life?
Sacrifice of it’s life for our play?

Embracing tree expanding creeper
Pushing aside worries it exists here only
 Don’t pinch it tip
don’t kill it by making  chest a stone!

Which jiva which pain it yields?(novineedali)
 What thirst believing it’s fate
Leave it to do it’s own yathra
Allow to give honey it’s inside
……………………………..end…………………………...



5)People enjoying to my song:
(nanna hadige naliva janave)

People enjoying to my song you are  my  target
My words passing through your mind is my richness
I have no sense of criticism which does not accept this
Speech blame mirror of mind to me it is all

By my voice let the strength of opening  doors of your chest come
days truths of mind  emit in raga(melody)
let it blossom in walk of maya rhythm and come out
let truth belong to life in the form of art.

I am not related to dyr heart which doesnot have love for song
The desert where there is nooasis(fountain) is not my path
The blossoming plant even for a singlecheerful words
 Why is subordination  of not responding dry heart
…………………………end…………………



 What a moderateness (hada) ! to ypppouth
 Some what muda ( affection,  love)
Olding atti(……………)
 Preventing by touch
Secret was also taste – friend

Meals taste served by mother
Was troubling ‘gham’
 Jasmine roof(chappara)  grown by father
was it spilled flowers
to naughty  of brother trouble brother
 had it colour light
 to lover’s eye guesture  was there poetry’s
fineness of false

 slowly spoke taste of talk
was it beyond jiggery
 false folds  emiting walk
 was there good gait
 what love was there friend!
Unseen  hand stealing all
remained only memory!
……………………….end…………………………


  Flower blossoming  by venugopala soraba
 Flower blossoming fell getting irritated
Jasmine full of sky
What  found at night
Mind tell slowly

You stood along with sky
Burning jiva(life) coolly
Before I accepted
I  Pour petal to soil

 Before coming giving love joined my chest
I like and call you
Without joining distance

 Opening knot in sky
Blossoming black
Why you stood turning face away
Give acceptance to love

Shining eye’s knowing vision
 Without embracing can you slip and go like this
Witou showing your beauty
……………………………..end…………………..

To sharifajja:
Buding in one religion fruiting in another
One who sang summary is same
Drops uniting to become river,becoming sea by joining  goal
Andering ten gardens (forests)  attacking each flower
Who built one bee nest
tell where  grand father,which avadhutha  in past
achieved dharma like  you
who carved that secret in poetry?

Secrets which creation has hiden
Phases beyond seven notes(saptaswara)
Kept in your words gave meaning to song
Made your troubles as songs
Tell tell sharifa  previously which  judge(khalifa)
Had rised this golden  attic(atta)
Had bent   hill of words?

What is life dharma(principle) what is secret of  creation
What,where why  touched
shaking hills and hills  shaking seven seas
searching  source of creation   swinged
tell tell sharifa  who is other one
who  followd (troubled)behavior like you
 who joined star beyond bank?

Though anna(rice,food) ,land and talk   all are different
In love you mixed all
Though   seven colours  rain bow  is one
you lived fine as though!

 Beyond border ,beyond drum(dudi)  budding in life
Allowd  to float  kite  of life  in air
Tell sharifa which feelingful  work
Became formula of giving such  relief-how
Mere water became pure holy water?
…………………………….end…………………………..

Nelson mondela by chandrashekhara patila:
Enough if eye is opened on jail wall
From that to this from this to that side
Black shadows of  white face soldiers
 Has sit as shadow   in midst of  shadows
 Nelson mondela nelson mondela!

At distant sky (clouds) birds birds
Shadows of birds full of jail walls
Wings of  colour colour black shadows
 Rising back of  shadow  sun is revolving
Nelson mondela nelson modela|

Under this sky onlysomewhere in land and wet lands
In factories and black smoke of  mines
Bending laboring shadows of black bodies|
Mixing with black sweat flowd as sweat
Nelson mondela nelson mondela|

On back of hills ,in shadows of  rocks
Hiden,for blue blood of  white demons
Fighting  bold  who  madeblack soil red
Has  troubled blck relatives as dream
Nelson mondela nelson mondela|

 We have morning afternoon evenings
Meals-sleeep-tiffin-walking- seminar
Whole life as night has eaten night
Has become  red charcoal(burning)  of  black continent
Nelson mondela nelson mondela|

How many have been treaded  how many have become charcoal(burning)
How many have been burnt how many became ashes
Whirl of coming going  existing s
To pit  he has become mid point
Nelson mondela nelson mondela|

In middle of Kat kat of military boots
in midst of  tik tik tik of clock needles 
black hand white body  in between fire fight(friction)
he is waiting ,he is waiting
nelson mondela nelson mondela|
……………………….end………………………..



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