Copy: Dr
siddhalingaiah part 2 –holemaadigara haadu-meravanige(copy):
28)my
people:
Died from
hunger,carryying size stones
Leaned by
being hit(beaten) my preople
Held hand
and leg,getting hand kept
Devotees
devotees my people
Plough and
sow land ,sweated by cuting crops
Baking in
sun light ny people
Came in
empty hands siting sounding ‘uss’
Who tied
stomach and cloth my people
Rised
buildings built bunglows
Got in
basement my people
Fallen in
street,existing without noise
Weeping
inside only my people
Who paid
interest,in fire of speeches’
Baked
becoming ashes my people
Telling name
of god to people who ate paramaanna(sweet pate)
Who stitched
boot and footwear my people
Extracting
gold not seing rice
Who weave
cloth going naked body only
Follow what
is told my people
Live in air
only my people
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29)song of
one bone:
Will worry
,at end one time will shout
Bone caught
in bottom
Of interest
(baddi)people
Spreading
earth covering arrow
For these debature people to live well
Money becoming
bone Is rotening
How many
days these play of small people?
Will explode
like bomb exploding
These
peoples decoration,sofa,glass light all
Becoming
powder powder
This bunglow
standing treading on me
So as to
fall
Will split
like wood,rich people body
Will dig intestine,will hit
Bone joint
fat
Will drink
gata gata like drinking toddy
Rich man’s
blood
I am bone,I
will not be like this only
Will
shout,explode, will become man.
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30)one song:
Hit deat
Skin of
these people lift skin
Tell god is
only one
Have built
different types of temples in lane
They tell
all are god’s people
If they
see hole people behave as though seing
snake
Will not
allow to join hotel,well, house
The dog
which eats our stools are allowd insire room
Eat what we
have grown,take what we earn
We only are
not needed
Instead of
calling holeru,madigru call as
Harijana and
laugh
They do
meeting on us,make laws
Telling our
name put garlands,will get weared
Telling they
will improve us in paper
In mike(loud
speaker) shout loudly
We are not
allowd to go to school should go for slavery(work)
Should not
rise head-should bend
These people
are playing thief play only for that sake
Hit beat
these prostitutes childern’s bone break.
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31)going to
die:
Who walk in busy of politics
In
parliament ,assembly,siting on soft seat
Pan beeda
chewing heros
Aare you not
hearing our shout of not having food
In five star
eating kannar kaanchara,falling
From delhi
to bengaluru flying in sky
Daily
becoming rich(kuberas),for development of poor
Giving
temple built to do bhajans
Are you
building bunglows to you
For your
seat sake getting murders done
To us teach onlyethics and non violence
Moulds(blocks)
of gandhi mahathma
You are mlas
and ministers
Bald old
people
Teeth fallen
teeth built
In front of
people and mike if brought and enquired
Without
having both strength and
oath(evidence)
Thigh
shaking will die
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32) song of
revolution:
Huts
are thundering mansions are shaking
Everywhere
is sounding song of new revolution
Castes are getting killed,people path’s are
appearing
Inequqlity
is becoming step for revolution
In train
standing place weight carrying arm
Has tickled
sweat drop exploding as fire
Opening eye
of poor people,upseting exploiters
Is emiting
red spark with severe noise(roar)
In worship
of gods,in slavery of guruji
Building
bridge between this and other world
In screen of
god swallowing jivathma(individual self)
Killing
eating severe intellects treading injustice
Whip of
karma story breaking keeping walking forward
Sending
back obstructing secured
favourables
in chest is
responding is pushing inertia(jadathe,non
mooving)
emiting
fight (struggle) emiting rising to sky
dalitha
raaga(tune) is murmuring,in black split of graveyard
in
exploitation only decoration happened to my body
peling day
has come to peel those who have peeled
storm of
graveyard has sung revolution song
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33) eagles:
I am dead
body,burn me
Merely don’t
give breath and make to walk
Don’t call
to labour(cooli),don’t pull to earn,
Making to
sleep in slum don’t turn latrine
pipe this sideslavery loan interest
putting slab(stone) ,pressing
Don’t tease
and laugh
Kindness
filled your murdership
Smoothness filled your
talkativeness
All inside roten carries(huluku) you
Not needed
Allow me to
run in diged pit
Allow me to fall in
put fire
Baada(…………?)in
my body puling away a llittle
Don’t eat,I
am not jimuthavahana
Hey eagles
Holding(biting)
my juttu( head hair)flying above
Somewhere under redish red earth burn me
I will live
up,will breath properly
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34) one
great person:
In pieces
pieces in joint bone
Melting fat
In thigh arm
in chin and neck
Filled up fat (charbi)
In rubed
washed white teeth
Shining like
light
In oil
water grown hair
Hair(ssmooth) like air
In bone and
blood built
Demon
like mansion
In got money
in instalment
Rising list
(box?)
Mouthful devotion nama in forehead
Toddy like
talk
In sacked(robed)
crore,thousand to donation
Inside all
dirt holesto talk and talk keke laugh
Head’s gumukaata(…………….?)
Head if
lifted golden chain
If talked
one great oerson
Ten people
in back ten people in front
Has stood in the middle see
Have carried
held lifting hand joining
See his
magic
To firm
devotees gave gold
To dull
devotees ash
He will do
development of fallen
Wait wait
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33) one
great person:
In pieces
pieces in joint bone
Melting fat
In thigh arm
in chin and neck
Filled
up fat (charbi)
In rubed
washed white teeth
Shining like
light
In oil
water grown hair
Hair(ssmooth) like air
In bone and
blood built
Demon
like mansion
In got money
in instalment
Rising list
(box?)
Mouthful devotion nama in forehead
Toddy like
talk
In
sacked(robed) crore,thousand to donation
Inside all
dirt holesto talk and talk keke laugh
Head’s gumukaata(…………….?)
Head if
lifted golden chain
If talked
one great oerson
Ten people
in back ten people in front
Has stood in the middle see
Have carried
held lifting hand joining
See his
magic
To firm
devotees gave gold
To dull
devotees ash
He will do
development of fallen
Wait wait
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35)festival:
On dalithas
bone chest skull
Runing in
car riksha scooter
Those who
see lower class with staring eyes(kyakkarisi,durugutti)
Sudenly laughing
by making teeth to fall
Peeling
cheaters
Those
people revolutionists I will drag to court
Will make to
give judgement by marx
They will be
sentenced
those who
have rubed life by time of grandfathers great grandfathers
standing in
court yard full
will put
keke and dance
it is day
of peeling those who have peeled
on that day
festival of dalithas(downtrodens)
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35)festival:
On dalithas
bone chest skull
Runing in
car riksha scooter
Those who
see lower class with staring eyes(kyakkarisi,durugutti)
Sudenly laughing
by making teeth to fall
Peeling cheaters
Those
people revolutionists I will drag to court
Will make to
give judgement by marx
They will be
sentenced
those who
have rubed life by time of grandfathers great grandfathers
standing in
court yard full
will put
keke and dance
it is day of peeling
those who have peeled
on that day
festival of dalithas(downtrodens)
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36) whirl wind:
being caught
in whirl wind skaking thara thara
in flag of
guru mata no religion(ethics)
in bone filled
forehead pasted curved
no religion
in naama and vibhuthi
tasting
taste of dakshine in swolen body
on religion
in juttu and janivaara(sacred thread)
grinded scented
stick in smoke rised above
whirl of
dharma is not coming as whirl
being afraid
of tightness of weight of thread and
rudrakshi
there is no
religion in juttu and sacred thread
to noise of
metal drum(jaagate) for sound of
bhavanaashi
is breaking
ear running falling dharma(religion)
in each jiva
in innerdepth of life
is hiden
pure religious truth
when
disaster comes to humanity exploding
stands for
protection like soldier
who does not
know real dharma will at end put
hang to
shivadaara and janivaara
intellect of
blind devotee under red stone of temple
is getting crushed and powdered this is true
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37)to
kannada mother:
How shall I
tell
Your honour?
In main door
of vijayanagara
In ant line
only your relation
bowing head
hand stretching lakhs and lakhs of people
putting
bhiksha(alms) what a great king krishnadevaraya
eating that
much giving this much what kind of mahadeva he is
‘pearls and
rathnas measured in balla and sold’
Setty
businessmen have have decorated in gold
What a good
lucked you are mother
Carying raja
guru(king guru) better than dead body
Standing
ready yours is land of renunciation
To god
brahmins in agrahaara giving juice
What a human
service!
Is land
without prostitutes is a land@
keeping
moderate skin(hada) to tender made
people to live
karnataka
rathna sinhasanadhishwara(throne lord)
appearing in
dream speaking with closeness
is your fame
less?
licking
licking bloated sweat of farmers
land lord’s
friend
labourers blood eating
rave(fsoji) ball
belching
like car horn owner’s debatured(mindagaathi)
you are
every where,your face only
make to
dance and shine
how to
release you
how shall I
lift hand and join to you?
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38)drama
called fate(forehead writing):
A:are you
outside?
B:no
A:why are
you standing near temple pressing
closely that side?
B:don’t know
A:painting
colour in sweat,smearing ground in blood,bullding wall in bone,who cleaned .are
you not?your arms?
B:yes yes
A:till built
you are needed,after wards those who
were siting above
Have come
and stood inside temple
Are laboured
people not human?
B:forehead
writing ,forehead writing
Brahma has
writen in forehead
Had got
writen and come see that
A:wheather
writen in red ink or black ink
Will rub out
I have got rubber
B:shall ask
god only to given birth’s childern only
One to one
another to another one is it possible?
While
writing can differentiation can be done?
A:though
shouted not heard to god he is deaf
Can’t see
difficulties he is blind
This is dead stone god
B:’where is
he where is he
Where is
shiva where is he’
A:in rich
people’s house is in happy meals
Laughs kila
kila like childern
B: come let
us ask let us ask justice
Shall get
corrected fate(forehead writing)
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39)to
my lass :
Revolution
lass fascination producing
Will marry
you
While
exploding revolution spark
I will
embrace you
By rebel
of poor people
Will press
you kiss
Till
revolution victory is got
Will round behind you
Peeling skin
of religion teacher(dharma guru)
Will get
stiched blouse and saree
Cahaping off
neck of cheaters
Will put
head garland
Holding bone
in front of you
Will play
stick and dance
Making
cheaters grave
Will pour
milk getting cooled
Bringing ornaments
in temple
Will prepare
vada to you
Bu rushed
brought silver
Will make to
wear bangles to hand
By blood of
those who sucked
Will pour
water to body
By ball
like heppu(………..?)
Will
keep tickli to forehead
Pulling out
guts of those who have fattened
Will make
you to wear to head
In
revolution to your chest
Will press
my chest
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40) song of
future:
Rainy cloud
had covered deep black had spread
Severe terrific(roudra) was filling sky
Responding
to call of revolution wearing black cloth
Earth mother
was standing at night
In thunder
of unequality in thunderbolt of pain
Seing a
lightning in torn cloth
Storm had
blowd screaming had emited
In split of
distant rainy cloud
River had
filled and flowd pond had filled wabled
Red blood
pouring as rain
Revolutionist
rushing doing murder and robbery
had cried,
dead lord of temple
in deep dark
only rebel of those hungry
was mooving
in desire of rice grain
revolution
chain then exploiters necks
were
tightening throwing killing
that sacred
chair (peeta) of had missed step and
broken
god’s temple
was becoming peoples house
dream
becoming real revolution crop excessive
desire of
growth was appearing
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40) song of
future:
Rainy cloud
had covered deep black had spread
Severe terrific(roudra) was filling sky
Responding
to call of revolution wearing black cloth
Earth mother
was standing at night
In thunder
of unequality in thunderbolt of pain
Seing a
lightning in torn cloth
Storm had
blowd screaming had emited
In split of
distant rainy cloud
River had
filled and flowd pond had filled wabled
Red blood
pouring as rain
Revolutionist
rushing doing murder and robbery
had cried,
dead lord of temple
in deep dark
only rebel of those hungry
was mooving
in desire of rice grain
revolution
chain then exploiters necks
were
tightening throwing killing
that sacred
chair (peeta) of had missed step and
broken
god’s temple
was becoming peoples house
dream
becoming real revolution crop excessive
desire of
growth was appearing
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41) should
laugh:
To prevent
running injustice
Should
through banket and jump
Joining hand
falling to leg
Not possible
if garland is put
Earing
meeting in radio
Not possible
if smiled(we show our teeth)
Felt enough
by
burning scented stick to god
our childern
have sit like that only
no breath
simply
taking sanne gudli(weapon)
should go
like devils
should pluck line weed(kale)
like doing
kunte should be done
making up
and downs equal
should laugh
like eating muton
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42)fall:
Non oiled
head hairs are rising rising
Making dance
with joy
Empty stomach
was worrying,dirty cloth was torn
From face
devil’s charm was emiting
Border of
torn saree flying to coming air
Was showing
hiden thighs
Torn
blouse passing whereever it’s love is
got
Had made
show of breasts
To
beautyless female kumkum is severe bad
In forehead
sweat drops were twinkling
Border of
worn saree rising somewhere
Was flying
flag of poverty
No chappals
to legs no bangles to hand
Whole body
was smelling due to sweat
Body
baked in dificulties making friendshipof dirt
Was anouncing
bones are remaining
Difficulty
coming to an end good happens to life
This desire
was maturing in eyes
Hiden cry
waterless view
Was telling
bycot (ddhikkaara)to life
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43)To beauty
of graveyard:
To write
poetry
I depended
upon you
Making
to emit laugh and come
You embraced
me
Trees above
grave’s
Cool of cool
air
Murmuring tone
is sounding
Melody to
body and ears
To escape
from busy
I came here
conversing come here
you are
malli of talk
in garden
is running
fun of rich people
I am poor, why
Trouble of
garden to me
Ornament of
dead body blouuse of cadaver
Saree of
dead people
Though
wearing
You have
become
Lass of style(fancy)
You are
right you only are rich(siri)
You are my
female
I have liked
you
You are eye
of poetry
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44)We:
Worrying
without food
We are
hungry tigers
Peeling
false of above people
Laughing
valients
Though
laboured hard
No food
available
Non
labouring owner’s
Fun can’t be
told
Putting
forward divine caste(divine openion)
Cheat
is done to us
Injustice to
injustice
Tit for tat
is running
We don’t
want advice
Food is
needed to us
Guru giru is
not needed
Food residence are needed
Removing along with root
We walked
further
searching poisonous creature
held
and brought
held brought
and bited
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44)We:
Worrying
without food
We are
hungry tigers
Peeling
false of above people
Laughing
valients
Though
laboured hard
No food
available
Non
labouring owner’s
Fun can’t be
told
Putting
forward divine caste(divine openion)
Cheat
is done to us
Injustice to
injustice
Tit for tat
is running
We don’t
want advice
Food is
needed to us
Guru giru is
not needed
Food
residence are needed
Removing along with root
We walked
further
searching poisonous creature
held
and brought
held brought
and bited
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45)Ambedkar:
exploding from middle of land
Shout of pain
through out breadth of sky
standing banyan
crores and crores of black people’s
very first speech
beyond water beyond cloud
announcing sound
found in life
path of fight(struggle)
called called and showd
split of great house
to burry caste
lakhs and lakhs of people
building geting down to action stage
ocean of self respect
in soil of maharastra
appearing thunder and thunder bolt
why you did not bring rain
lightning is only maya?
From plough(negilu) of self respect
Ploughed barren land
Making pit(pati) making nati(………….)
Could not get crop
Black steel arrest rings (kolagalanu)
Cutting throwing diamond
Entered gold arrest ring(kola)
great bouddha bhikshu(saint)
made to sit those who had slept
who will make to stand?
Along with challenge ,lesson of strength
Who will teach?
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46) one cow
song:
have made to
stand in front of gonthu
have tied to
peg
putting
fistful of dry grass
gets himself
liked
god like man
my owner
seing marks
of beatings(baasunde) on my back
he
appreciates himself for his strength
king like
man mt lord
tying in
cattle house calls me mother mother
is not a
balance needed to words?
Soon
after calling(squeezing) thick milk,mixing water to milk
Sells in
front only sells in front only
To cart
weight of wood,this person’s is bhima weight
Keep step
basavanna he tells
In
shankranthi festival has to jump above fire
Though not
cleaning anus(buttocks) keeping flower to horn
Pushes to
fire pushes to fire
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47) snakes
bite:
Lifting sky
making to stand
Have stood
as blue
Making black
soil red
Blosoming as
banana
When pearl
rain pours
Who have
died by thunderbolt hit
To burn
those who have pride
Became fire rain
Spilling
water in land and land
Those who
have grown silver crop
By labouring
who have become dist
Hunger eaten
people
To stick of
owner
Who gave
shoulder and back
Who give
chest to
Tip of
rifle,come
Those who
are slept in manthras died in truths
Fires
getting irritated
Those who
have forgoten awakenness,those closing jelousy
Hey,Snakes
bite
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From poetry
collection’saaviraaru nadigalu’(thousands of rivers):
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48)Thousands of rivers:
My people came like hill
Black face,white beard burning eyes
They cut (slit)days and nights,got up with anger
Earthquake happened as they danced madly
Queue flowing like ants,and sounds of tiger and lions
Bycot,bycot for unequality
Dikkhara for ever to pride of rich
Lakhs of snakes as though coming out of home(huttha, snahe house)
Flowd through out town
got down to pathala
jumped to sky
in streets and lanes
hided behind fences
in streets of owner in seat of owner
all my people flowd like water everywhere
wnen they opened their mouth
their mouth tightened(blocked)
on hearing their tunes
their tone reduced
washing their hands in storm of revolution
held the neck of those
sticks of police agent’s swords
veda scripture, epic,big pot (gudaana)of rifle
dry leaves becoming dirt and dust
floate floated flowd
to ocean of fight
thousands of rivers
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49) song of
belchi:
To door of
big goudru
Leaf garland
of o
Uor bones
Our people’s
leg and hand
Pillar to
their street(hatti,area)
To their
hunt we are rabits
Our life
only is bunglow
To yard of
their bunglow
our blood’s
rangoli
in their
garden coconuts
tender water
of our blood
in their
mood of intoxication
tears
of labour woman
did not do
any sin
did not
break anybody’s head
our life dark melting
can’t we see
day
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50)Red sun:
where they were how they were
awaken lions our people
how many dreams of world did they found
my people are risen storms
which sleep of maya had covered them
which rod of steel had tied
lock of which colour had closed mouth
which group of clouds had prevented light
to net of rich man like pegions
caught and tired my people
all lifting head with net flied
spliting clouds coming against(opposite)
seeds fallen in middle of dense forests
come into town as flowers
town godess has no boldness of wearing flowers
attracted the eyes of revolution lass
in single day meal of twenty point program
dried up to become sticks(of thil,ucchellu))
boiled and tired people saw red skin
and rose and stood to festival meals
4 and5 stanza to be translated
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51)Daliyha’s
will come:
Dalitha’s
will come leave path
Give state
to hands of dalithas
With crores
and crores of dreams
With laming
burning minds
In anouncement
of thunder and thunderbolt
In
languages of earth quake
Came
dalitha’s procesion
To earth
writings of legs
Pushing gods
and gurus to dirt mass(thippe)
Pushing mlas and ministers to gutter
In own path found by themselves
Started
procession dalithas
Burning
lamp(pnju) in hand
Sperks of
revolutions in eyes
Exploded balls of burning coalss
Thorn
group(mele) of caste and creed
They became
thorn
To seven
seas which swallowd them
They became
clouds(sky)
Dalithas
killed hindu religion
Did not leave
jamindaars(guarenters)
Did not give
closeness to anybody
In fat balls
of rich people
Played ball
Rama’s time
krishna’s time
From time of
gandhi gandhi
Joining
hands bending head dalithas
Did fight
Grew buded
out bud
Endless
dalithas procesion
Ball to ball
blood to blood
Shoulder to
shoulder prana to prana
In flag of
dalitha bharatha
Stood
farmers labourers
Will blosom
flower in garden garden
Hundreds of
birds fliedfound red n east
Became
morning to poor
Dalithas
will come leave path
Dalithas will
come leave states
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52)houses
may fall:
Houses may
fall deadbodies may fall
May fall
coconut leaves!brother
Death of
poor occured
When huts
were falling bunglows were laughing
Dead bodies
filling gutter|flowd
blood
channel full town
childern,little
once pregnants and delivered
spilling
like rats|went
poors and
relatives where are they
men becoming
equal tp pots
have come to
street and fallen|this day
became equal
to soil particle
telling name
of poor came to position
making to
build chatta of poor|making soil
are
swallowing huts and laughing
treadind
people we should not leave
in plants in
front of house|we all
will come as
red flower
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53) donkey
and relgion(ethics):
In madhugiri
town dobhi siddaiah
No wife and
childern alone|siddaiah
Donkey was
his friend
Washing body
of donkey pampering siddaiah
Was eating
in only one plate!sddaiah
Was sleeping
by side of donkey
Carrying
cloths if goes in street
Devendfra’s
horse is also not equalstate’s
Pattada
(royal) king died
Siddaia’s reared daughter(saaku magalu) this news
Is pan to
mouth of town people|siddaiah
Can’t leave
donkey for half a moment
To such
siddaiah came wicked time
While washing
cloth on head|crow rushing
In house
lizaed(?) locha locha
Siddaiah got
up donkey did not
Stomach
bloating full body|becoming cool
Shiva got
him(donkey) to his feet
In split
road of town,making bonkey soil
Has burnt
scented stick|siddaiah
Has broke
coconut
Who is to ask sorrow of siddaiah
Mind
drying becoming mad|coming here
Joining
hands went to business
To shetty on
that day luck in pet
Measured
silver in balla balla|our setty
Embraced gold bag by bag
On the path to house setty in front of grave
Joining
hands did namaskara|gave
God
pillar lamp and oil to it
In news of
town people getting devotion
Gathered
festival of grave god(gori devru)| in name
A temple had
stood sky length
Stretching
hand beggars stretching body prostitutes
In devotion
used to drink and dance|have joined
In light of
white caps(wearers)
Vydkas for
worship-rich for donation
Kailasa on
grave of donkey|has spread
News went
to king and queen
King got
decorated queen got decorated
For worship
of bonkey|rising horse
Came to
grave god
Seing path
god to become blessed
with king
and queed had come family|had flowd
gathered
paruse(festival) as sea
greatness of
gori god praising running
there was
push outside| holding neck
talwar pushed siddaiah
siddaiah who
was out of country to saa place
of donkey
burried place| has come
was
searching for burried place
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54) jail of
this country:
O friend!
Having got
weared brother
Dream
thought murder in this house
O field of
blood boiling labour
On bank of
ocean of pearl fishes
In army oil
port
In war ships
In land of
paddy tea goduveya(…………….?)land
In corner
of sheep flock
O
friend!having got weared arrest
ring(chain)
We:
Clouds
joining coming storm
Sudenly
rising storms musics
Gejel kale
evin hisars
Though in
dark room
We are not
dried up arresteds
Arrested are
different jails are different
Who are
arresteds of this land are:in factories
lands in rounded chains
Who rubed
their life for joy of owners
Who have
baked by pouring sweat
Arresteds of
this land
Rifle golds
gudachaararu(………………..?)
This
country’s kings.in mass mass spiled in
field houses
Are real
jails of this land
In shout of
freedom and slavery
Is in
tightness iran
Forever we
are:
Gathering
louds of storm
Rushing
coming storm forceful musics
In
burning light of fire
Our skin
stcked wound’s
In burnibg
chest songs
Release
O rasika
conversion
O fore seing
revolution.
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Origin: iran
poet sultan par
To
kannada:by dr sjddhalingaiah
To
english:by dr raveendra hosadurga
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55)on one
day found my lass:
Before night
of murder holding sun and moon
Kept in
money box
folding flag
of bharatha pushing to mouth
pulled away
her talks
holding
sword rushing ten people
lifted her
like fruit
she felt
like spiting to their mouth
those who
came had no face
as seven
seas rising snatching away
she
underwent to chain of lust people
strugling with
net thrown by hunters
disappeared in watch(pahare) of lamps(panjus)
though her
tears flowd as rivers
thirst of
hundred tongues did not cool
on the bank
of river pieces of muscles
her worn
cloth became torn
her creeper
of life in steel embrace
filtering
blood fell to earth
demons of
dark gambled and played
play of
marble (goli) in eye balls
weighed
thaali drank shouted
to value
which maaravaadi kept
pressing all
petals of body one by one
carried away
and went somewhere?
Found my
lass one day
Found myself
in mirror
On huttha
(snake house) of face red snake
Was playing
with rised hood
In dried up
eyes silver knives blosoming
Was growing
skylength
In black
body red ganga yamuna flowing
Full of her
mouth there was fire
In town
fence kolaka mandala(snake) sleeping
Part part
were wearing wthite patch
Where ever
found tiger lions leopards(cheethahs)
Which animal
cut (split)her body
Some how
have stood tree snow rocks
Whose tone
is this with hiccufs(bikkugalu)
Full of
bharatha country
Silver
knives procesion
Removed away
from pond of blood
Procesion of
torn cloths
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56)fight is
only way:
Siting minds
Standing
people
Are new
words not heard
Without
seing red spark
Fight is
only way
Stretching
hand to bhikshanna(alms)
Hands wash
In net of end of beging and giving
Equal joy’s
land rise
In black
dark cave
Red light
rays
In
chain torn red path
Lines of
crores of throats
Siting minds
Standing people
Are you not
hearing new words
Not seen red spark
Fight is
only way
To sorrow of
endless pain
Fight is
only path.
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57)killed
your son:
O friend
vlasova killed your son
Jivi(;ife)
of fight friendly relative
Killed your
son
Body hands
like his,near built up wall
In not
sunlight rised morning killed your son
To sweat
filtered his chest kept target (goal)
Threw bullet
Not even one
bullet seen all is work of murderers
In died
son’s eyes flashed disappeared.
Outsiders
did not kill all his relatives
neighbours
in sorounded
chain while pulling dhara dhara
all
revolutionist valients came and attacked
though
mills though carrying chimnies standing
his time was
over,flashed something to mind
in
zero(shunya) mills growing daily
hill like
power found to his eye
tears droped
he went to soil
O friend
vlasova killed your son
Jivi(;ife)
of fight friendly relative
Killed your
son
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58)song of
soma’s childern:
Kaala neela
belliguruvachenia
We are
chomas childern
Having pain
in eye
Who kept
face in soil
Mother
seperated childern we are
Steel body
flower mind
Appearing(geting)
landgeni(contract) mind
We are step
childern of mother earth
Bones of
choma
In owner’s
beautiful garden
In blosoming
flower petals petals
Father
sweat’s blood leaking
Flower
became red
For festival
meals of
Pulled out
muscle and gave
People who
have missed support of land
No support
of sky also
To earth
hill blue sky
To all
people of our land
Choma’s name
and story is known
Story told
by choma’s childern only
Listen sir
at this time
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59) should
talk:
Katthale(palm?)
thorns,milkless cactuses(kalli?)
Boody
spliting baadabakka plants
with these
should talk a little
to rented
light moon a little
question
should be asked
beautiful
rose should be released
from thorns
waterless
wells,talkless ministers
group of
seege plants,walking polices
world I
should see you
coming like
speeches by white clouds
rivers
won’t flow-green won’t rise
who is
preventing rains from coming time to time
from rain
bow who is cuting stars?
Making sun
concealed by saree border
Who is
rising height of dispersed dark?
Plucking
fruits of mango and jack
Neither
famale nor male
Who is
making to take births
athmas?
O World I should see you
Should talk
with you.
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60)procession:
Sleeping
persons rising,sounded lifting tone
Beauty grown
in midst of bycots(dhikkaaras)
In yard of
bunglow of man eaters
Blosomed
as eye of revolution
we flied as
pair of pegions
above on hut
street
as land
to plough becoming water and manure
sowd and
grew crops of burning coal(kenda)
words we
talked:
god world
had spread beyong earth world
went holding
red flag
big
procession of gods
in land of
clouds anouncement of lightnings
tied ib
saree border of thunders and thunderbolts
in world of
stars I am small
silver
garden silver flower white talks
have to
grow by growing (belakandu)
colour of
flag became white
I became
small small
You filled
strength on tht day
Made to go
forward
All god men
became one
To
catch split dogs of panth
city
To see hiden
demons in belchi
Was going
procession line line
Forests
mooved
Hills became
field
In birds
birds bycot had emited
Flowers
became snake
In this
shout of ocean no your tone
Did you
disappear in valley of revolution?
Who pulled
you
Who
attracted you
Did parrot
bite fruit of my desire?
In sand of
hundred pains
Flowing
ganga
Enflamed
burnt jaji jasmine
Burning
sunlight to monsoons
Delivered
dead bodies fixed thorn fence you
Went
without able to jump?
People who
divided united minds
Went withou
able to think(dig?)
Who who they
are?
Who cut
branches of my mind
To jasmine
gardens who drew fire burning
Who burnt birth
place
Pulling my
bones licking
Who enjoyed?
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61)have come
as tigers:
for sake of
one time food shaking bodies
making soft
bed shined bolds of darbar
to severe
delivery pains golden hopes
giving time
passing step husbands of authority
making poor
peoples heart making bricks hard
building
mansions valients of elections
in dark of
history unseen truths
burning
making ash truth harischandras
serves speeches made to drink anouncements
tell is there
no end to vibration of pains
in your hunting celebration people who dies as
sheeps
have come as tigers hear roars
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End of
poetries of holemadigara haadu and
saaviraaru nadigalu
Together
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