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translation of poetries of dr.k.v.thirumalesh,famous poet from poetry collectioon ‘arabbi’ published by
abhinava prakashana17/18-2,ist
main,marenahalli,vijayanagara,bengaluru-560040.mobile no9448804905.
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grateful to poet and his family members and publishers.translated by dr
raveendra hosadurga.translation is my hobby.please excuse and correct if there
are any mistakes.
Thirumalesh
dr.poetries part 4 :
76)beket model:
Tar
road.rain.sun light.heat.bus.car.face to face.scree…………ch
Sudenly
broken noise,trafic jam.horn.horn.horn.
Quarell.glass
pieces. Spread.curiosity-
Fill
people.police van.police.
moovments of
vehiches begin.tar road.sun light.rain.dense steam.sweating.evening
sun. shining
road.as though long sentence broken.
Death before
birth.small words.their journeyone behind one.
In force of
overtaking front one upon one rising
Will be
coming like that olyno talk.no story.no silence also
Figure on
paper ,criss cross. Straight-
Line
path.next cross road.let turn.right turn. No question of choise
not to turn
to right here.indicating direction air hen
as though
like missing direction.
We know.it’s
hand legs are of iron
Getting
rusted much duration.anachronism.
No hurry to
us.we are neutral.
Beket model
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77)avaguntana(screen,purdha
?) is needed ,for beauty:
Nothing is
becoming clear-in front of direction end(digantha)
Black shapes are mooving-probably
In tharasi
(terrace)of oppsite house folding cloth late
women
fearheld
covering black
are those
who have given mind to some dance
asa though
coming forward ,receding backward
one
hand on waist another in sky
to not yet
arising moon to submit their
complaints
in this
middle sudenly mooving her
screen(avaguntana) young girl
(youth)why
did she moov screen (avaguntana)likr that
From her
face flashed light
Pushing all
metaphysics below leg is sending
To dark
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78)beauty of
ocean:
Beauty of
ocean exists not in their
contineous waves
They come again again is really boredom and
fear producing
Ocean’s
beauty-
Exists in it’s banks
In waves
bringing sand and
Foams
appearing disappearing lines
In pals
rising standing
And sea
burds not considering this vast water distance
flying
in same way
beauty of a mountain is not in it’s
height
sheeps
grazing in hill base
men mooving
like stars path covering fallen detachments
water
streams
covering
sleeping clouds though sun sets remaining
shining-in
such
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79)condolence:
Some how
entering to unaquainted yard
Something not to be happened happening
Being not
able to correct it
Or to
correct that also may result in such
Another unexpecting happening
Those who
have stood this talk becomes understood
There is no
aquaintence of anybody yet
No
indication of happening alsoyou seing
shandeliers and wall maps ,standing mirrors to
us
fear as
thugh coming to court of vikramadithya
running from
men to men
one
waiter’s unnatural behavior also
condolencing
for not becoming ours
waiting for
this to finish
are existing
like dolls
had thought
all will have attention towards us
nobody gave
attention to us-afterwards came to know
we were not
visible to them
as we had
come there recently
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80)lines:
Riner mariya
rilkey
When you
came to mind?
Your godess
and my poetry spirit are one only?
Every line
is beginning of another poetry?
People are
different and their thoughts are
different only?
Life is like
one local train
On rails
spread on some day everyday
Mooves
between two terminals
many times I
have walked thinking that
no events
have happened
severe
accident of missing rail
as though I
am waiting every moment
my poetries
are now paper pieces
torn to
storm in which ever method joined
one only
readers only write
-here and
there few have gone to distance
Therefore nothing
is completed will not finish
Who found
out type of mistakes
When proper
imagination was not there?
At the age
of seventy rodin throwing to air
his great
live achievements
was caught
in fascination of young girls-
for that
reason had undergone very much depressed
rilkey
some how –
not adjusting he thought-still
to not to
get adjusted this great
carver’s(sculpturist’s)
determination
power was also not there
on one day
it flashed to him also –he became free
in same way
old toystal is opposite
leavinf all
luxiries
died in
railway station-accepting this
how
rejection is possible?man’s deep(vast)
choises
are
like keeping leg in air-felt
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81)
hyderabadi:
Where you
are now hyderabadi-you and your blanket
It is easy
to say so I searching you escaping
from me
myself in
yard you in street
I in street
you in banyan tree
That banyan
tree to it
Roots and
prop roots becoming one generations have
Swinged
here there
bushes here and there inner paths
Like like non eerable fortn that childern play
Play tree
moki the time which mooves very fast
There
lingering for some time then only mooves
Along with
Cattles goat sheep dog beggers
Orphan sense
mass sense with all you appearing as
though
not appearing
tells mayavadi(advaithi)
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82)fire
insect:
Fire insect
is one fine
Fire insect
thousand fine
Like lamps
allowd to float in river
one as
reflection(image) of another
throught out
night lightnings without thnders
in morning
if again searched
their burnt
remains also not available to hand
what is
witness of their burning throught night
is it not
mental make up?
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83)in jail:
Have made
convents jail
There ladies
are collected
Hospitals
have been done jails
There they
have pushed mads
Colleges and
universities have become jails
All
youths are made to join there
How did they
all came here from there
How they
will depart?
They only
are music singers back ground music players
They are
only light people screen holders
All they
only who rub seats and clean ground
-they are
seers they are adminisrtaters also
There ends
matter
One automata
circle rotates around whom whose rotation
Is also not
sure
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84) falling
from outer border of cloud:
On that
evening a charn never existing till
now on my face you saw
wrote and kept
and went
evening
every evening which was different which time it is-
from outer
border of cloudslater rain
fallen
reflecting light it is
again may
not come
in this
middle I have gone beyond many prohibitions
my dried up
face due to mole(stain mark?)
which ever
light is able to protect-you
also should
not reurn
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85)by small
dirts and sticks:
By small
dirts and sticks sparrow builds nest
Jackbeete
teak woods not needed
Dirts and
sticks are big log of woods to it
It sees
forest trees
And gets
wondered
Water from
well somebody in vessel
Filled kept
water is enough to drink
Big lakes
channels
Are not
needed
Seing big
lakes it wnoders what is the use
But sparrow
wndersto nest
Lakes seas
hills trees
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86) in
railway cross:
“this spider
this moon’s
lightbetween trees
And this I
also”(fredic neetse)
I was in
seetha fruit shop
Sleep
through out night
In sleep
only I was jumping falling
Dreaming
soundinf
Later
sudenly had rised and went
Be be
sheep’s cry in anesthesia also
what an anesthesia! O jnani of
jnanies
(knoledgebles
of knowledges)
Who came
to my
mind unexpected
-philosopher
you also
silent
you here by
side of railway station
have sudenly
come
to not
talking you stretched hand only
talkyou
stretch that only
later wll
withdraw
in blanket
which you weared
all beauty
of earth
globe is hiden
to blanket
of thousand patches there is
beauty of
thousand flowers knit
I stand and
see
How mant
sheeps in it
to café
owner if you are seen that much only
he tells to others:
in youth
there are no sinful
works which he has not done
rejected god
now falling
to street is acting like saint(santha)
his leg
ulcer will never heal
it is fruit
of sin
god won’t
excuse
saitan will
not excuse
what about
talk of humans-still
is waiting
that humans will excuse
he is
waiting in railway cross
great
optimist not for money
not for
tifin- but for kindful vision
or is seen
so not for that also
for nothing
like railway signal
his hand
rises and falls
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87)
firmness:
Beauty of
one old woman
Siting near
window her white sparse
Head hairs
fjying to air
falling on
forehead
blur vision
not seing anything
not seing
distant
reduced
hearing organ not listening anything
giving ear
to something
one flying
insect from then
runing here
and there is troubling her
she does not
try to make it run away
such
firmness is like as though preventing stoping
sun trying
to(about to) set
somebody’s
mother some body’s wife
somebody’s daughter
citizen of one naton
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87) wave-ant-bee:
Has only one wave ever come.if one ant means that
is dead only
Only one bee
is also like that only
Have told
many times
Still
loneliness is not like that iwill be present everywhere always
While
sudenly when we are laughing chating
loneliness means
Few times memory, desire of doing
something,some secret,
Pocket in
pocket zip spoiled or being caught in riddle
Loneliness
is character of cat why became lonely is not known
Have seen
town cats of kasaragodu,have found in
seeme (regional) cats of hyderabad
sana’s
Arabbi cats
are famous,they unite only to union and
motherhood
In
chills kids fall one upon other becoming
balls
As they grow
becoming big different
Different
still
I have seen
dependence requesting cats they come
And scratch closed
doors
When people
are seing dead man walking
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Note: dead
man walking a film
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88)holi:
On day of
holi all sound(word) forms diping in colour
Face nose head body rain bow
Only eyes
openibg pilipili
Called me
also
What called
Against my
likes holding hand pulling to
road threw colours on my body-
who are
these who are these? Tried to identify
might be
girls whom I loved
in hiden
form? Did n’t identify
afterwards
though washed for many days
shadow of
colours stood here and there
why lie?they
completely fading and disappearing
was not liking to me also
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89)droupadi:
Searching
fpr beauty mass will you go to which world?
Neighbour
basthi(jain temple) girlyour menaka monika
Homer also
did the same by small quarell of small town
Twisted his
great poetry
Tells poet
kavenag-there is nothing which is not known to him
We shall
tell
Like that
only derek valkat
Removing
sapat helen made one fisherman’s female
He is also a
hiself one omerose!
To listen sound of ocean shell of ocean is
enough
Even shell
is not needed-making hand shell
if ears are closed over
We know from
childhood only
Next what
about droupadi!open body open hair’s female
I found her
yesterday in station
Shakespeare
was very intelligent
Keeping name
globe to his small theatre only
Bringing
unheard unseen from here and there
Allowing in that saw fun
Every drama
is drama within drama
In same way
each story is story in story
Some hoe we
were caufgt without playing without
telling
No other way
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Note:
omerose is greek name of homer nobel laureate derek valcat
Is poet
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90) glaster
to his son:
Make me to
stand where you stand
For those
who have noeyes tone itself is eye
(to those
who have glass eyes)
By tone only
to me bird flying is seen
If we were
there when earth was flatstanding n it’s border wanted to see below
Then I would
have known what is vast(boundless)?
When peeped into
well with unseen bottom
Will not
body shake ‘jhum’ ?in same way
my eyes also without sins
let nobody see
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note:
shakespeare’s”king lear”drama:part 4 view 6
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91)ludvig vitgenstain:
Whatever to
be told is possible it is possible to
tell simple(way)
It is better
to keep silent what can’t be talked
Told
vitgenstain
Good?
Vitgenstain
who was free
No house
wife childern nothing present
Had
distributed existing money
Attaching
black pack to back was appearing
in cambridge
now and then
as though
coming now only always
or as though
ready to return
it’s duality
does not flash to him
was like
beyond dual,therefore only wrote two books
one against
other probably his mind on some day
was like
broken mirror-as though standing
betweentwo pieces
was
reflecting infinity
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Note: astria
–british philosopher ludvig vitgenstain
was profesor
In
cambridge..denying his beginning philosophy promoted another
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92) history
and art:
Big tragidy of art is that by which history value is to be got
Remaining
it’s outside only tells
milankundera-czek writer
If remained
outside poetry is it imitation,cycling
or really
new is not known
italian
thinker anthonio granyi can be believed he tells
by changing
history only we can create history history means
creative
process-therefore for art work to get value is history in which it exists to
chane a littles
when like
this real artwork always in margin of previous history only appears
in margin
only meanibgful notes are possible
this margin
only becoming prominent story
becomes history
is it tragedy
or not is left to discusion-we have sit in arrow fast train
for some
view
yielding
mind fixing vision there inspite of train mooving forward
in such
place who gets down is artist
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93)something
will happen:
Every day
Something
happens in life
Without
closing door door stoper
We have
put,will keep window slghtly open
A letter to
editor bbc world discusion in
today canteen
In terrace
walking inattic books of important poets and bible upanishath,kuran
Granth sahib
and dharmapadastagnant in railway gate straininghumanities sighonly along path
My firmless
walk
In jay
bharath shop daily purchase,in eveningdoctor bidkirar clinic visit
This much of
tablets at this this time
Electricity
filierdeep dark later waiting something will happen
Cry of
a bird on tree
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94) bee
which has lost it’s nest:
There are
thousands of people who havw seen raindrops hiting on
Wjndow
glasses-but
But bee
which has lot it’s nest
Wanders with
wonder-
It doesnot
know what has happened to it
Natural
disasteror social killing?
Foe some
time will be hiting to window glass
Has that
view has been photo flashed so far
Till now
Have put
forth in front of god
Have they
kept in mind
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95)silence
of mile stones:
Heat of road
Watchman in
gate-his drowsiness
Thorn of
jali tree –it’s shadow
One cow
Why thhis
afternoon is little long
As though
pulled and stretched
While pocket
is searched will come to know
Lost key
Will
remember all wandered places
One by one
On which
bench
On which
table
on which
counter
In which
wash basin
By side of which
tap?
Was not
tollerating silence of mile stones
For walking
this much this one reason is enough
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96)unreality
prabhavali(aura……………?):
Shirts butons were not
Fixed to proper place
Even head
hairs were not set properly
Even in talk
also suitable words
were
not coming
knocks door
like new comer
wife sees
with wonder
childerns see with wonder
a
prabhavali(aura…………) of unreality
appears
it was not
possible for him to ask excuse
lips only
are shaking
searches for
cat which he wanted to rear
searches for
dogwhich he wants to bring up
seaches for
flower plants
not seen
how will
bear (tollerate) freeness of full night
earth
I can’t open
anything which is closed
Without
breaking
When all are
sleeping he really
Searhes for
hammer
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97)eshteet:
Love
lovekindness pity
Renunciation-all
are right
But why
bending of eyebrows
Why it is
soand this wonder of eyelids
Sharp on
nose seperateness of laugh
Without
knowing why
Sat for
thousand years
Without
seing any oter thing
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98)our
esthetics:
Full epoch
is bored of full statues
Is tired
of words samyak dristi(good vision)etc
To break
statues is fate(situation) now
Enough to
break carving hammer
Nose of one
is eye of another
Yet
another’s hand leg or ear
For example
sondilu(trunk) torn ganapathi
Saraswathi
of broken veena or
Shiva who
has lost third eye
The stone
which has rised to godliness(divinity)
What is
needed to to become stone again
If one hand
fingure is broken
To matters
we want to give mattership
To show art
as atr
Roughness
beyond smoothness(delicacy) is needed
Don’t be
afraid
Even stone
statue is broken again it will not become stone completely
Becomes
broken art
Once after
reaching godliness (divinity)
Will
retain it at least a little-when it
retains something
It becomes
real-what is complete is all it’s imitation now
You don’t
praise moon faced
To us
little narrow(kolu) faced are like
You told an
end is needed to story
We will stop
at middle only while
listening story
What you
weave we here and there
Open and
stitch our denim pants
We tear
intentionally
We remoov
our thalas(beats,rythms)
We will kep
our feet on burning earth
No other
earth
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99)k.:
People ask
where is k.
Why they ask
k.what if
where ever he exists where ever he may be
he will come
surely by himself
even if he
does not come where he will go?
Least he
will go to office
There he
plungs (hides) in files
Eats in
hotel
If bored he
will bake something by himself and eats
Will be
holding paper to face
As though
reading something deep(great)-he will
Not read it is known ,to us all postal letters are
Like that
only
One day
To carry him
To kill is
sure, is it known to him?
Till that
He will be
wandering for few days
His’s one
photo?no
Signature?
That is also not needed
Doodle
done pictures?not necessary
k.means
enough in it
all is there
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Note: k.
means here franz kafka and his same
name’s story role
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100)philosophy:
There are
people who have left house,have left mata
In
fascination of philosophy
Who have
left country,who have taken poison
Liquors like
amrutha(elixer)
Who have
become addicted and
embraced
prostitutes
like apsaras(divine dames)
I will also
walk and see
What is this
attraction
For a little
distanceexcept spread dusk(mabbu)
Will not see
anything
To me near
vision
no path
marks who have left
though
present they can’t be used
I know this
much
Philosophy
is like this only then and always
Deshabhrasta(…………………?)!
Poetry also
half like that
half like
this
poet walks
in empty pocket like kings
including
all
in hills and
forests
in weekly
sandies(markets) though one only
not one also
devayani
sharmiste extra who
that
apsarasi(divine dame) yavani lass also
like to him
on this side
if to this philosopher body mind wound
appears
sstill aha
what a fascination uncontroled for ever
maya of mind
not controlled(paravasha) not leaving
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99)k.:
People ask
where is k.
Why they ask
k.what if
where ever he exists where ever he may be
he will come
surely by himself
even if he
does not come where he will go?
Least he
will go to office
There he
plungs (hides) in files
Eats in
hotel
If bored he
will bake something by himself and eats
Will be
holding paper to face
As though
reading something deep(great)-he will
Not
read it is known ,to us all postal
letters are
Like that
only
One day
To carry him
To kill is
sure, is it known to him?
Till that
He will be
wandering for few days
His’s one
photo?no
Signature?
That is also not needed
Doodle done pictures?not necessary
k.means
enough in it
all is there
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Note: k.
means here franz kafka and his same
name’s story role
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100)philosophy:
There are
people who have left house,have left mata
In
fascination of philosophy
Who have
left country,who have taken poison
Liquors like
amrutha(elixer)
Who have
become addicted and
embraced
prostitutes
like apsaras(divine dames)
I will also
walk and see
What is this
attraction
For a little
distanceexcept spread dusk(mabbu)
Will not see
anything
To me near
vision
no path
marks who have left
though
present they can’t be used
I know this
much
Philosophy
is like this only then and always
Deshabhrasta(…………………?)!
Poetry also
half like that
half like
this
poet walks
in empty pocket like kings
including
all
in hills and
forests
in weekly
sandies(markets) though one only
not one also
devayani
sharmiste extra who
that
apsarasi(divine dame) yavani lass also
like to him
on this side
if to this philosopher body mind wound
appears
sstill aha
what a fascination uncontroled for ever
maya of mind
not controlled(paravasha) not leaving
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