Champa
poems( by prof.chandrashekhara patila)translated by dr raveendra
hosadurga.selected from ‘CHAMPA SAMAGRA KAVYA’.published by sankramana
prakashana,bengaluru.I am grateful to poet and his family members ,publishers.
He was also
ex president of kannada sahithya parishatthu(2004 to 2008) and ex president of
kannada abhivriddhi pradhikara(kannada development authority)(1997 to 199)
CHAMPA POEMS PART2:
(starts from
page 215,,from poem each momentJ
26)each
moment:
Each moment
one one
Wave.
Crystal of
bottom of depth.
Near.
Near like
green nerve of fore arm
Shakes as
pearl.
Sky cloud
star moon
Uparaate(rotation)
along with world.
For desire
of crystal my holding stick
Image also shakes.
What if wave
wave tears(flows)
Level is
that much only.
Shaking
thara thara
Is only
true.
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27) fear:
Listenint tp
your about electricity
Sleep came
.beloved,
Shall it not
come? By coming
Shall it not
press switch?
Where is
switch!mad,.bodyful switches.
Put hand
,bite,open,
Cover.
Did you
fear?remembering shock
Got
afraidbelove?oh
Right,tell
,,,,, in
hurry
Pouring rain
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28)small
poems:
Heat of sky
becoming more
Wet cloud
becoming mad
Whem i will
see earth
House
graveyard ponds rivers drainages full
Making water
to flow
Later
Tup,tup
One one
drop,now and then
Swinging air
swing
Falling
,drying up
Where fallen
Like
that these
Little
little poems.
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29)poems now
a days(recent poems):
Now a days
Poems are
like balded
out village
barber,
like writing
here and there
small poem
heedful.
Let bender
put up
Be csilent.
Kambara
patilap. Lankesha
Thirumaleshanadiga
Adiga
excetra
All
partless(ananga.......?) statues ,nissara
Aham mothers
all
All written
line
Cut cut by
cutting.
If kattidli is cut
Ha more
taste.
Haa less
in rate!
Kadubu to
eye
Fried oil to ear
Why all
these
Ramanujan
(leaving
urmile running
Behind back
of seethe)
Entering in
hand of marry
Seing no
flower in umbilicus(naval)
No pain
Poets
excetras?
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30)old people of England:
Have sit like Buddha
In woollen bag
Having bent neck,like wick
In earthen lamp without oil.
Sounding cars
Eye winking red green
lights
Rubbing body to body
of little children
Purushas are burning males
Females left right
In front and back.
In middle of small fountain
Are swinging.
Like bald branch
of bodhi
tree
Above head of Buddha.
R air
If blown uff enough
Shaking swinging
Like detaching yellow leaf.
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31) ENGLAND
:one desire:
Even if
Little
sunlight falls,rising up
Flowing
outside occupying
bench on
road side
knitting gloused hand to gloused
hand
sitting as
sparrow kid
old people.
Near bus
stop only
Giving one
hand to back one hand to breast
In eyes only
Falling
lovingrolling
Becoming ball
Boys and
girls.
Mother
kangaroo-in sac only
Seing my black face
Laughing
whitelt
Child...
Holding
these in words
Like this
putting buchu(...........?)
Pushing in
hip pocket
Feel like
wandering.
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32)MAHATHMA
GANDHI AND DOG:
In this
wtite people of England
Holding my
own path
When I was
going
A white dog
ran behind my back(chased).
Told haccha
haccha,it told gow gow
Called tami
tami ,but still told gow gow
When owner
called
Staring at
me once
Bending tail
back
Returned.
Like
Dhuryodhana even in bad chill also
I remembered
what happened
To mahathma
Gandhi inm south Africa.
Now if I see
any white mouth (dog,face)
Whether
dog’s or human’s
I am a
mahathma Gandhi
I feel.
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33)difference(distance):
When I
studied you first
You were in
bracket
Or in big
letter
And was
hitting to eye.
If seen now
disappearance!
If searched
that and this side:
Rounding
vowel-consonents-hook-kombu(horn)
Of my
language ,without being caught by hand
Like meaning
of poem
You
slip.sliping gliding
Jumping into
eye through out body and mind
Swing the
swing.
Is it not?’
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34) notes:
I won’t
understand your poem.
In between
letter letter
Some eat
biting game
Between
sound and sound eye closing game
Silence
between line and line
Tightening
lip doing guesture
To me zero.
Quicklyin
simple prose
Write foot
note and send.
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35) LOVE MEANS:
Love means
like sigging grave
Myself in
yuo and yourself in me.
To dig means
Searching
for something at depth
To
pull(hiriyuvudu) bone.pulling
And throdrilling
wing out.
Yes.
Diging
diging tunnel
Through hole
beyond world
coming out
we can unite.
May.
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36) poem means:
Tey say poem writing
They say poem building
This writing drilling
building
Dusk(thoudu) hitting definitions
I won’t understand.
poem means in one
meaning
talk sound right.
What is eaten becoming gas,stool,urine,
Remaining becomes
blood,becomes semen.
Colour comes to body
In eye flash twinkles.
Like that when all experiences becomes arka(...........?)
As talk,as sound
Becomes poem.
To this talk there is another talk.
To back of shunya of this talk
If no digit(anki,control?) of work
Before
angara(..................?) of this sound(word)
If no fire of behavior
This talk ,this sound
Mere zero.mere ash.that much only.
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37)Anger of
intellect:
This
ourintellect
Consoled
life.
God like
man.
To sun light
rain|to storm and chill|
Though
moving forward without hesitation,
In fallen
place only
Held land
contract intellect.
Once to him
somehow busy of land becoming enough
Whole life
becoming boredom
listening sky talk(akashavani)
rotated
rotated
rotated
rotated
which ever
station he climbssame family same love same train same kuku
same plan same praja(people,citizen) same train
same
lordship(democracy),same country, same jug jug
same further
walk,same kuku same dide(........?).
same same
sky’s ,same full,same black,same smoke
to anger of
intellect
small radio
yielding
became
gijigitti(............?).
as though
stomach purging
head
becoming light
intellect
coming to head door
giving head
to air
saw outside.
Swinging
transistor to kodi(.........?)
To gigi song
of limited limited progeny(santhaana)
Swinging
body
Putting rythm
Keeping behind five six calves(emme
kara,bufellow calf)
Was
hoing telling hur hur
Bufellow rider,
Our prince.
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From poetry
collection ‘SHALMALA NANNA SHALMALA’:
38) SHALMALA
MY SHALMALA:
Taking birth
somewhere,grown somewhere
Flows inside
only
Sqeezing
life making dry(hippe)
Flows inside
only
Always
latent mover
My shalmala
In green
breaking leaves
Desire of
pregnancy she is oozing
In lip blossomed flowers
Is telling
fire song.
Always
disturbed(unsatisfied) beloved
My shalmala
In silence
of womb of earth
Feeling
jhum bends(wabbles)
Without
knowledge filling body
Spills in
dream
Always
latent mohini
My shalmala
Bhuvaneshwari
of my life
My shalmala
My heart
rajeshwari
My shalmala
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39)comrade:
Removing
shirt
Slert
in supine position(angaathaagi)
Seing friend
She became
music.
Comrade
,comrade
Telling like
this
She calmly
Did raid.
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40)thanonde
valam:
‘Which is
your caste?’
Like this
somebody asked him naturally
He opening
lip:’caste caste caste!’
He
told’human caste is one only!’
“mine
is human caste”
One who
questioned
Yes? May it
be?
Saw him with
Wonder only.
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41)
greatness of talk:
In highly
congested
Filled and Spilled function
He was talking
about
‘greatness
of talk’.
“talk means
not sound
Talk is
magic.
Speaker is
not speaker;
He is a
magician!”
What he told
is rightthis was proved
in five
minutes only.
By his magic
speech
All audiens
disappeared
Function hall
was empty.
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42)search:
Seing
without seing that and this side
Seing me
coming searching
Asked girl friend:what is matter(news)?
Hey,nothing,’is
this present in world?
That only I
am searching-
A beautiful
lass like you”
On next one day
In same
pose seing her I asked”what is matter?”
‘hey hey
nothing,I am searching
If this is
present in this world.’
I am
searching ,
unbearable male
like you”.
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43) rebel bhatta:
‘we have to
bud out
On rocks’
-screamed
one
rebel poet
anantha mukhi bhatta of
our agrahara(colony)
erected stood on his
bald head
stroking juttu(chandike) ,
‘we also buded out like this’
-
He
told himself.
-
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44) tree and
man:
Fix trees
Within
compound,beyond compound
If bud of
that tree peeps that side
He nips off
the bud,branch of that tree
If peeps
this side he breaks neck.
Trees
growing in sky
If branches
embrace each other
Enter into
one another.
To residing
birds
One branch
swings the swing(jokali)
Branch of Another tree sings
cradle song(laali)
On that and
this side of compound
For fallen fruits seing
Fighting human insects(worms).
Trees laugh
pisi pisi
Making leaf
to wither rise flowers.
Tell:”seing
our play in sky
Insects,you
became feared!
In your
compound,under your leg only
Continuously
running relation of ourroots
Who knows?”
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45)War
against war:
Have
interwoven(attached)
Myself with
you
In many
ways.
Around us
giant powers
are doing parade.
Blood dots
vomited by
Cruel
stomach
Let flow and
go in my tears flood.
All
spirits(chethanas) of my devils
Memorising
to my future
Show path.
Where is
earth?
I
mother’s womb embryo of eye images
Where is
man?where is humanity?
child slept
in mother womb embracing
let open ear
and listen now
on this
earth’s
various
kinds of human news.
War is
coming
Was is
coming be prepared
To
strengthen hands of weaponless men
To
strengthen arm
Be prepared.
Announce war
against war
only.
I will
prepare.
Sudarshana
wheel.
Nation?
Man?
Between two
somebody drawn line
What is
meaning of it?
Where is
existence of man?
Here-
In me-
Your self
–form having found it’s own
At Depth of
trance condition-
Here,in me.
Because –
I know
I have
attached (interwovwn)
Myself with
you
Not one,not
two-
In many
ways.
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Source
assami:Rajendranatha mardol
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46) yaksha-mind:
In sky of eye edge,building fourteen
worlds
Don’t call megha dutha(cloud
messenger) come come like this
My yaksha-mind.
We have come out from forests and
hills.but
Questions attached like
miud are asking questions.
Sun carrying determination
When we are standing in
slight red level of love.
My yaksha mind,
You rising coming from from dark direction
Shaking blue rays
Don’t spread in front of us.
Tieing both legs of golden light
Don’t carry us near that chain (bondage) of dark
Have been lost red laugh smiles(buds)
in dumadi(..............?) of refusal.
Hands are stretched from roses to
swords(bidugatthi...............?)
See upset eyes of deers
Are fixed on eye only.
My yaksha-mind,
Don’t add and put mass od reacock
tails(feathers).
At some fearful dark
sleep is vibrating.
Before swinging of swing om ny mango
garden
Rain of Kendas(burning charcoal) are pouring-this only is my pain.
Taddy of dreams is boiling on
flames of time.
For it to become rotten-still how
much time,how much time.
My yaksha-mind?
In attraction of rivers dead bodies
of fragrance float.
Dreams become cadever(dead body).
Drinking smell air of
Explosives and bombs.
In closed door of
single jail
Carrying seal of blood sticked
fingures
On collapsing walls,
On doors
You need not press seal of
svasthika by yourself
my yaksha –mind.
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Source hindi;SOMA THAKURA
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47)our KAMBARA:
About our kambara
Our hampana told:
This is not mum bhara(dront weight)
Not back weight also-
He is kambara.
Sucking viski with haruvas(Brahmins)
Puts his hand upon them.
Passes under rangoli
Drinking taddy with shudras
Chewing flesh
Even to dirty jokes
Laughing loudly
,gaining love
Becomes secured.
When taken little
As though drunken a lot
Speaking freely
When taken in large keeping quiet
Becomes ‘mystic’(anubhaavi) of supreme serious.
In poems
What ever he sings
Is amazing beautiful.
InIn m work
What ever he does
Excusable as he is poet.
Yes hampana
Not veda priya,not nadapriya
Mere rhymes lover our jahapana,
The truth which you speak often
False to few,
Undigestible to many.
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48) MALASRI:
Sang:
If ball if ball (gundu,drinks,liquor)joins inside
Female becames male.
What is to be sung:
If
male joins inside
Female becomes round.
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49) lamp
pillar:
She floated
and came
Along border
of horizon
On sea waves
Like boat
Remembering old dream
I had recognised
Like lamp pillar of middle of sea.
As boat moved
Nerve nerve telling jum
Something ha vibrated(responded)
full of body.
As came nearer
Found in her eye
Lamp pillar’s dull
Light image
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50)she(this):
If ties knot
Bhudevi
If knits jade
Nagara –hole(snake –river)
If spreads
her hairs
Black sky.
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51) bird
nest:
‘I am bird
Who have
returned to nest’-
I told.she
blossomed a little.
‘to bird
there is mouth
For
singing’-
I told.she
laughed a little,
‘is there no
Mouth to
nest’-on
Asking
‘bird itself
ismouth of nest-like this
She kept
Mouth to
mouth.
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52)
silence:filled pot:
Silence:
Filled up
pot.
Poem has spilled.
Lip is
Filled up
fea.
Silence has
bent(wabled).
Eye:
Filled pond
Lip has
troubled much.
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53) beyond
that line;
We have
learnt in school lesson:
on all
earth globe
there are
latitudes and longitudes!
To our
calenders
To ourtower
clocks,time pieces,watches,
To our
paining,protecting,9waiting),dieing moments
These lines
are support!
But no sense
of these lines to
Earth
To flowing
rivers,to flying birds
Stanfing on
that side of line
Putting to
my eye your eye’s
Pathaalagaradi
thread
The poem
which I wishper
To aim of
filling up your ear
No sevse of
this line.
When it is
like this
Why talk of
lines,friend,
Between you
and me?
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54) one
letter:
You have for
manybdays,beloved,
Paroon
fruits have matured again.
Come
again,will you come?
Through this
moon this dot,along with these,inside
I am sending
message on nessage.
This moon
will not be seen by you ?
To me he
has found three times.
How to sit
by side of bandh land(hola)?
Harvest is
approaching.
Come come my
beloved.
You gave me
your love.pressing me
to chest as your’s
again left
and went.
What was my
mistake?will you tell me once?
Santha(saint),peera,pakira
I am asking-
When are you
coming?
Coming again
in dream you join me again
Your
separation has injured me,beloved
If you don’t
have desire of returning for me
Remembering
you in
Each step
and step
Come again.
What kind of
punishment you have given me do you know?
Shying
becoming water,
Existing
upset,I can’t show outside.
Openibg
mouth can’t speak a word.
Tell me
once-what was joy to you there?
Here when I
am dieing in middle water?
You were not
like this.
You are away
from me,very distant,if you want to stay
Where ever
you may be,live for long time-
This is myreams
desire of depth of heart.
Dilgira poet
tells:
I have not
left desire.
In
shadow of desires and
Will spend
tim
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Sindhi
source:HARI DARYANI DILGIR
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55) relation
of earth:
Whsat ever
happems in sky
It is
nothing to me.
Though
clouds covered sky dayful
Mind was not
getting dull.
Even if
thunder sounds
Body did not
shake.
Though
lightning flashed
Eye did not
fear.
Till
that edge to this edge(border)
Though rain
bow rised and stood
,my arm did
not search.
But
Today
morning
In forest of
dream
While I was
spreading
Earth for
one moment-one moment only
When body
was bent
Vibrated
fully
From bottom
to top.
Vibrated
dream vibrated blood.
At this
moment i came to know
To me your
relation
That is
relation of earth.
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56)girl of
costal region:
Girl of sea
region
Filling up
dream in eye lap
Has troubled
Has flown
mind full as sea.
Often
Reflecting
pearl andhavalas of bottom
Peaceful
smooth eye.
Once again
Seing moon
becoming mad boiling spiling
White foam’s
laugh’s wave
Emitting
eye.
Once again
Calling come
inside
Kissing eye
attracting inside inside.
To me while standing
upon sand
bank
to me stood
as mad
washing away
every moment
balance is
missing.
Like this
like this
Shall I
stand here only?
Or
as flowing
river shall I join inside?
Tell,sea
girl
My sea!
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57) our Abhi’s garden:
In our and your garden
Seed root
All inside inside.
Outside only neatly grown bode(base stem).
To stem branch,leaf to
branch,flower...
Like one,later one more,later one one
more.
To this difference there is one
rhythm,one form,one meaning.
This difference only is
One existence.
But in our Abhi’s garden
To time,to steps of time
To distance of that steps
To jump(dhadaku),firmness
No value at all.
In our abhi’s garden
In front of eye only
Bud out seeds.
In legs legs only roots move.
Cut stem’s piece embraces one another.
Even if stalk detaches
As green only swing swings in air.
Flower petal petal laugh emitting
Colours
sky only.
Yes,here no kind of difference.
All open open.
Our your garden
Flowing in silence as
antharaganga(inner ganga)
At end becoming tone
Like poem.
Our Abhi’s garden
Flash explosion of this moment
Like
picture
Which makes
everything
open.
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Spurthi(spirit):madhu desai’s ‘Abhi’s
garden’ head line painting
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58) end:
There I am,
As line of
your palm
As
kiss(pearl0 of forehand
As
bogase(joined palm) to your chin,
As figure of
curley hairs
As tears of
Your eye
balls
As heat of
long sigh.
Here you are
As pain cutting me
As worry of
moment moment
As seed of
my poems
As flower of
dreams
Flowing
inside julu julu
As my
shalmale.......
Tell my
friend
This here
and there-
distance
where is end?
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59) what is
burning in sky?
What is
burning in sky?
Star.
Earth upset
in hunger
is drowning
in fire.is drowning in fire.
On chest of
burnt soil
Shadow of
stick of magician(maayaavi).
Sthousands
of long sighs.thousands of hiccups.
For
ceremony(shraddha) of which soldier
all these
plants.
Hve stood
bald?
All
light(lamp,deepa) insects
Through out
night oil lamp
Are carrying
flying?
Blowing wind
what is use to body?
To dry up
thirst of earth
When will it
come again
To tell by
drawing line on land
This
air,pravadi- priestdeladhaayi--bayilungana
Not grand
son!
In mud soil
of desert
Whole group
of camels
Being caught,becoming ball inside
From there
only call
Unacquainted
(new) path movers.
O path mover
Salong path
which you have held
Sappeared step
maks , you
Recognise in
mind for a moment.
On this
earth what is the
Longevity of
man on earth?
Butterfly of
youth
How many
years will it come to hand?
See,without
bajet-adhiveshana(meet......?) also
Other animals
except you
How much
happy they are?
Getting
training ,climbing mountains
Snow covered
peaks
Easy to
reach.
Standing In
it’s tip of peak
When eye is
allowd to flow
Washed out
in great flood
Cry of
hearts can you see?
In sky what
is burning?
Star.
Earth upset
in hunger.
Is drowning
in fire.is drowning in fire.
Chasing
silence of soil
wearing
dress of charcoal
great manthra power of infinet time
carrying
heat who will come?
At
paathaala(deep depth)-
Copper bell
is ringing
Golden bell
is soundinmg
From womb of manures of rotten bodies
Seeds of
newness
Eyes of new
mind are appearing.
With trouble
struggles
Not grandeur
ald luxury of athma.
Fire tongue
by rubbing rubbing
As makes gold to shine
In fire of
pain –and kindlessnss
Athma(self)
enlights.
Than
distance of birth and death
Still distant
this seasonal measure of conversion.
Losing all
though becoming udhvastha(upward faced.......?)
In such old
age alsoto whom is waiting this land?
On burning
charcoal
Keep leg and
come to frontcutting fire flame
Burn body
and come.entering body of death
Tread it
once and come.
In path side
by which you come
For you i
will stand bending head for you
wearing fire
flowers as
Krishna
chuda tree
will stand
and wait.
What is
burning in sky?
Star.
Earth upset in
hunger
is drowning
in fire,is drowning in water
invitation
has become sorrowful.
Aavaahana (.............?)Has become
sorrowful.
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59)for you:
In busy of
sandy(market)
Playing
ekathari(one stringed instrument)
Had
wishpered song myself.
Hearing that
Had put long
sigh yourself.
In burn of
desert
putting
single step
I had gone
in search of water.
Inside
You had
flowd as river.
To wideth of
sky
Throwing (swinging)clouds
I had
scribbled something.
In that
You had
filled colour.
I silence of
deep(rainy) dark
Counting
moments
I had rolled
in pain.
Remembering
it
You had
suffered in dream.
sIn the path
you come
flower
spreading,in turn
I have waited for you.
My friend
Can’t you
run ans come?
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60)our
father:
Bengali source:pavithra mukhyopadhyaya:
To
kannada:chandrashekhara patila
To
English:DR.raveendra hosadurga:
I have seen
what is sorrow
On face of
my father.
melting
blood of body dream of buding out
garden.
My father
was gardener who had seen such dream.
At last what
he got-he only knows it
What I found
is this much
Spoiled
gardensitting on it’s dust path
Fearful Loneliness of my father.
For bitter
of this tragedy for punjency
Had to
wait myself-upto this stage.
For each
season there is one untold
pain(trouble).
Standing in
this distant field, to tip of that hill
Something disappearing behind
blur image(reflection)
Impossible
to see.
Myself in
ditches(korakalu) of my father’s body
I have found
dense shunya of rainy night.
Cry of
single tree stood in open field
Cry I have
heard.
By human
pain sun becomes blue.
In infinet
shunya(zero) of sea flowing to get
destroyed(merge)
Power of
melting of moving snow rock
Heat of sun
has not got.
Rootless plant
passes(flies) away in storm.
Fallen here and there on all jhapatya(..........?)
Searching picking branches
sits gardener.
Caught In mad river faltering (wobbling)single
boat
Traveller of that single boat –our father.
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Thattharisu=falter,wobble,lurch,stagger.
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61) fistful:
See take.
This fistful sun ray.
(mobile) heart
That is part of sky only.
In burning sun light get baked and
become bird.
Sing.talk:
About blue heart of sky
Burning day and night
Khandavadahana of stars.
Leaving this beautiful pictureful creation,
Held you.now my mind is your’s only.
One fist on sun light
Will explode up to where?
To whom it is known?
This much: along that ray
In between that and this pole(dhriva)
Talk
Story
Runs.
When whole sky becomes centre
Even sun also
Is mandalika of my empire only.
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Bangali source:DILVAAR
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62)ANSWER:
No,I need
not answer to anybody
Except my dream’s imagination’s friend
I need not
give answer to anybody.
I have ed
god only:
This
goodness this badness
This
sin,this punya(merit,good deeds)
Are white
moles of your feature?is it two colour of two
burukha?
Because in
this sin also there is your
trick(kaivaada).
In this
punya also there is your holy hand.
When so who are you by self?
Whether i
have to answerto
Your punya or sin?
In balance
in your hand
Which pan(paradi)
is heavy ?which pan is light?
To whom i
have to give answer.
To you or to
Myimaginations?
Night has
rised and come.your innocent
Beloved’s
silence burns
Face.
Hair has
spread.torn cloth
To me thi
much memory only.all my poer
Is flying
towards sky.
For
reduction of sorrow of your beloved
No time in
me.
Her innocent
eyes not even a drop of tear
I can’t
wipe.
For her sorrow i can’t give
Thilanjali
for my happiness.
Her body is
now
One broken
temple.
Leg,arm,neck,
All have
become broken.
Remaining
is heart existing
That place
only.
On another
side
My athma.
Will see
path.at once a door of templeis opened.
For svayamvara
divine lass may come
-path is
waiting.
To whom I
have to give answer?
In you fire
is exploding
tone of hair and hair
is emitting
out-
to whom
I have to
give answer?
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Source
sindhi:LAKSHMANA BHATIA “KOMALA”
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63)JP:77:
To JP of seventy five seventy seven’s Gandhi
Like this history has made
Irony(fun).
By amritha hand of chithpavana
That mahathma who became huthathma
Sby amritha hand of janatha prime bminister
Joining temple has become janardhana.
I harijana’s colony
Is srending time as hari.
On amritha mahothsava of JP
Purohith’s feet going to house house by feet
Are dispensing tablets of revolution.
On coconut of savodaya
complete revolution’s campher burning,
palms are becoming black.
For fund dandu(army group) has started.
JP rise up become ready
After morning all becoming
garathies(house wifes)
Have enlighted Arathi to you.worship
is done.
Basenment of temple has been started.
About nyou
Essay writing, pick and speak competition have started.
To come out after next day after death only
Your picture stamp is also making enthusiastic.
I you
have subordination to live still
Won’t you hear our devavani(divine speech)?
On that day Gandhi,today JP.
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64) A
request to Murarji:
To sleeo let
there be soft bed.
again to
cover let there br warm bedsheet.
Without
badabadike halavanda(...........................?) whole night
Let you get
sleep guru guru
Milk of cow
which has taken tonic
Let us get at least once.
To chew let there be dry grapes-dates-kera seed
Let there be
information of one or two asanas(postures).
To srend
time break oddu(...........?)
To empty
hands let there be full work
At
least to pour sweat in body
Let there be
little oil to fill up our body.
So as to
touch hand,so as not to break waist
Let market
cost be in control.
Let pan of
balance be equal
Let us get grains without dirt and sticks
Let laugh of
wife and children fill houseful
Let there be
money to drama and cinema.
After
stretching leg as long as bed
Let money
remin to LIC instalment also.
You do this
much.bhi murarji
Leaving what
is told to leave,what it told to hold we will hold
Leaving
beedi-chutta-aphimu,-ispet-randabaji(.............?)
We will
become all charecters treasured.
First of
all purify blood in body
Taddy-husbandtoday
,now only we will leave
Drinking our
own urine,if you ask
We will go
one step further
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65) bed bug
and hamlet:
Sitting
facinf me
On his white
collar
A bug is
moving.
to it’s
mouth’s speech stream
my ears are
only ocean.
Let me tell
to them
Like this
like this by opening mouth?If told
If he sqeezes his face with insult?
Or by
cutting speech
If he
stands up and goes?
If he keeps
quiet simply
Bug will
suck his one drop blood.
As dumb
witness to it in
That
exploitation
Shall i
become partner?
Or this response(thudi) of mind
Jumping this ditch of Silence-speech
Getting into
ction
Shl i press
bug?
It’s
blood becoming permanent memorial
If decorates
his collar?
During this
much troublr
Bug
completing it’s walk(move)
Getting
residence in shirt
Disappeared.
Now to me
one
peculiar
consolation
above,
in which way
i am
lesser than Hamlet
consolation.
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66)
Knots of ten:
One to ten.
Play meals runs world.
At twenty face mustache
appears.
If sses calendar chest
Sings.
At thirty marriage
Above one or two
Children.
At forty chalisu(short sight)
To both-or for at least one
Family planning.
At fifty abhinandana
book.
Garlanding.
Shawl dedication.
Then plan of sixties.
At sixty grand function.
Money
dedication-thulabhara(weighing)- reprint
Of
old product excetra.
If crossed sixty-Govinda.
If told one, eleven,means one more.
By mere fingure counting remaining life.
Seventy
Eighty
ninety
comes
or may come.
If hundred is crossed before death
government may release stamp also.
You can see once and die.
From one to hundred
These knots of tens
If does not stick once
in ten years-
along with mere stems
playing fun
one day suddenly jumping
might have gone.
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67) I have
not seen Gandhi:
I have not
seen Gandhi
When Gandhi
was born
Even my
father was not born.
When
news of death of Gandhi came
I was doing
multiplication and division
In kannada
school.
On that day
holiday to our school,full of town
Excitement,procession,speech.
I also had
cried.
As i grew up
Becoming Gandhi cap ,as Gandhi road,
As Gandhi
field,as Gandhi bajar
As
gandhinagara,as Gandhi zoo
As Gandhi
slum
Gandhi grew.
On body of
Gandhi who slept(laid down) as hey rama
People slept
easily on his body.
Harijanas
whom he kept in cradle and swinged
Tore tore
and ate people.
Like hin
they also did fasting and from hands of
Minister drank lime juice fom his hand people.
Gandhi-to
few as long nama (thilaka)
Became path
to food.
Gandhi-becoming nick name
Came across
path.
Gandhiif
told now
Nandi(beginning)
This rhymy
word lifts hood.
When comes
after entering huttha(snake house) of poem
Myself on
that day
I remember
my cry onlyon that day.
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68)when
kalpana died:
When dear
people die
All died
beloveds
Peeoing from
hole of memory
Told hello.
Beloveds who
have not died
(among them
I am also one)
Died away
only.
Sitting in
soil as
though
becoming soil.
Damning(dhikkarisi)
future
Present of
those who have become ghost
When
remembered –death
Is romantic.
Picture to
frame of death.
Life is
still curious.
About all
who have died
Poem can’t
be written.
Same about
those
Who are
living.
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69) flower
female star:
We about
flower
We about
female
We about
star
Let us not
sing-
Like this
,friend,
We shall not
tell.
To heat of
land’s womb(uterus)
Cutting crack of body
Coming out
jivarasa(lifejuice)
At the tip
of branch branch.
Flower
blossoming as fountain.
Becoming
nut,fruitagain sed
Flower
giving breath to hundred flowers.
Sprinkling in eye body blood
Like this
only live we and you.
For that
only friend,
We shall not
talk about flower.
Let us not
tell like this.
To hundred
generations
Path
becoming oneself
Under leg of
male
Though have
become dead body
Flows female
as life river(jivanadi).
I feet or
head
Shining,falling
to soil becoming soil
Female
becomes seed to hundred flowers
To our song
makes to appear eye.
For that
only friend,
We shall not
sing about female
Not to tell
like this.
Thousands of
stars have
Attacked
(covered) life around.have sprinkled
everywhere
Life flow.
Sky
Snight
within us
Losing,washing
dirt
As seed of
life me and you
If lived
will not blossom whole sky?
To us is hunger of life not needed?
For that
only friend,
Let us not
sing about star
Not to tell
like that.
Flower
becoming female
Feamate as
star
Star
becoming flower
shining
beautiful land
if it
doesnot trouble our song
friend,
what a song
is that?
what a land
is that?
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70)we went
to jail:
( situation
of gokak movement)
Destroying
wall of Ivory tower
Building
bridge of mind and mind
Leaving
forest of jealousy
We came to
jail!
Jai jai to
kannada mother
We went to
jail||
Kannada
dream has filled in eye
In body has
exploded fire ball In black land black
flag
Making to
stand mile to mile
Jai jai to
kannada mother.
We moved to
jail.
Who arrested
mother in own house
To beat
mother husbands
Is
cominf children army
Without
fearing ball and bullets|
Jai jai to
kannada mother
We started
to go to jail||
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