RILKA'S POEMS FULL>TRANSLATED TO ENGLISH BY DR.RAVEENDRA HOSADURGA

                                       

 

                        ‘MANJINA  SHAVALAYAKKE’ (TO SMOW’S SHIVA TEMPLE)  SELECTED POEMS OF  RAINER  MARIYA RILKA(1876-1926) ,TRANSLATED TO KANNADA by DR.H.S.RAGHAVENDRA RAO ,RETRANSLATED TO ENGLISH BY DR.RAVEENDRA HOSADURGA.I AM GRATEFUL TO  AUTHOR AND HIS FAMILY MEMBERS.TRANSLATION IS MY HOBBY.SCHOLARS ARE REQUESTED TO CORRECT.

 

1)PULL AWAY EYES:

(EXINGUISH MY EYES ,BOOK  OF HOuRS)

 

 Pill off eyes still I can see you

Let detach sound(words) joy from ear,can listen your tone

 Though lame not moving that and this side,can come near you,

 Though words fold can request

Cut and remove my arms,will emgrace and hold you

From heart,like long  arm streching that only

Will you stop  heart beat? Consciousness only responds like heart

At end  fire to you,swallows even consciousness also

Full of flowing blood your movement only.

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2)GUEST:

(‘ The unspeaking of centere’ ,The book of hours)

 

Accepting wrong entangled threads weaves whole cloth,

With gratitude joins hands

 Talkative filled in function hall

she makes to bend head with shy.

 She prepares that place to another  celebration.

 Thyere guest you are only

In soft loneliness of evening,

She wecomes you only.

 

In her loneliness you are friend

you are silent centre of  her  svagatha(self praise)

 as she keeps her secrets outside

you will involve  her more nd more And she, which has binded and held her

crossing boundaries(borders)  she will spread

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3) GOD PRESENT IN  MY NEIGHBOUR HOUSE:

(you,who live next door’, ‘The book of images’)

 

 God present in my neighbor house,

 Myself few times in long night

If I give trouble by knocking door again again

 

Cause is like this: It is rare to listen your sound of breath.

In that room you are severely alone,I know that.

If thirsty  nobody  to give some water

No tension Always will be giving ears

Simply make guesture!

I an here only

If truly seen.

Wall between us is very thin.

One’s shout why should not be broken?

easily collapses and falls.

Not even a  little sound also.

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4)YOUR PRESENCE:

(‘you come and go’,the book of hours)

 

S you will come,will return.

 Doors close.without noise, without shaking body

Inside silent houses among all coming going

You are very peaceful.

 To us your presence, has become practice so as to   forget.

On reading book   your shadow has fallen

 Though it is shining

We will not lift head and see.

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5)(KING WHO IS DROWNED IN ANXIETY.I AM HERE ONLY):

(FROM BOOK OF HOURS)

 

King drowned in anxiety

I am here only.

Is my tone not heard to you?

Feel world  which makes soil to appear

 Is emitting towards me as tone.

Wing has appeared now to response of  my chest

Are flying as white around face.

 Wearing dress of silence, I have stood in front of you

Are you not seing?

Desiring your vision  my desire

Has matured since many days.

Like fruit  on tree maturing

 

You are dreamer,I am your dream.

When you awaken  I am your desire.

Will become(hard)  solid by breathing in your beauty

I  am involving in all.

With wings silence.

 Residing at distance, making onder to appear

Time called city in arms.

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6)BEFORE SLEEP:

(BOOK OF HOURS)

 

Myself,

Should sing and make to sleep anybody

Should sit along with,heart must have distributed

Keeping you in cradle  should swing.

In soft tone song should make body to forget

At the moment when you sleep,

at the moment when you open eye and sleep

I should become friend along with.

Outside your house.

 I should be only person  who knows the fact   that there is clills.

 Should listen your wishpers.

Should involve world outside.

 Should listen to words of forest also.

 

 Bell of clock is calling one another.

Has become possible to see till end of time.

Outside house coming of  some unacquainted person

Dog  awakened in  mid sleep is barking.

Beyond that,only silence.

My eyes are resting on your open eye face

Softly softly catch you

Leaves hands.

Something hidden in dark,starts to move

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7) SEE ROOT HAS BUDED OUT:

 

That day is coming near

Maturing in summer, now becoming moderate(hada)

Day of plants trees shining.

 These trees are not grape creepers of Italy.

 Here,in this land give ear and listen people

 As though each is lonely.

 

Lonely lives can only know

Unseen hidden secrets.

 Many views are there in them also

 To each one  hisown god.

 Finally accept. Spilling tears

Continuously flowing  one river.

 

How many birds how much arguement

Hundred explanations ,lakhs  different openions.

 In between these incessantly flowing

 great river called god(divine).

 To all  end songs of saints  this itself  is  pallavi

 This itself is source manthra of their  all    vision.

god’s eyehas appeared,see root has buded out.

Powder bells who will listen to it

This is season of silence

matured winter time.

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8)TEAR FILLED SMALL POT(IAR):

(THE LKITTLE TEAR, VASE)

 

 Without filling wine in other vessels

 In other vessels oil has filled. To those empty(hollow) house of these,

circumference of clay.

I am smaller than all,mine is small measure

Only this much broad  drilled and opened.

To fill enough,tear drops four.

 

 Grape juice becomes sweet,oil clears

What happens to tears in this small vessels?

 They made me blind  in this small chest house.

Becoming dull faded  outer lines,I became heavy.

 If touched breaking  broken jadi(pot,jar)

At end   became vapour  tear drop

I remained empty

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9) WHAT WILL YOU  DO AFTER MY DEATH:

(BOOK OF HOURS)

 

Lord,when I am not there what will you do

I am your water pot(If broken)

I am your grape juice,(if become sour?)

I am your dress, I myself is mediation within you.

If you lose me,you will remain,your existence.

 

 You will be houseless after I go

Rain of love,warm words welcome you will not get.

With your tiredness filled  feet,

 Silk paduke( holy footwear)  called myself  falls down.

In bear feet your  walk in dust path.

 Your favourable  -lose long  shirt detaches and falls.

Like pillow  embracing sleeping child

Your vision lingering on my cheek,

Comes long time searches for me.

 While evening colours are getting melted

In unseen teeth snow chills lap

Sleeps.

Lord what will you do when I am not there.

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10)POIETA:

(PIETA,’THE LIFE OF VIRGIN MARY’) 1911

 

 Now has filled my tear’s cup

Sorrow has filled my interior,as though not to be told.

I am dumb now,like body of stone,

 What I know is this much only.

You grew as big…. …. ….

…. …. Grewas big you grew beyond  border line.

Like unholdable sorrow.

Now you have spred,on  my thighs,

 Now I can’t give again once more,yo you another

Birth.

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11)OLD TIME(PERIOD) KINGS:

 Old age has covered,to old time’s famous lord,

Now he is weak.

Family will not continue,no strength to  give birth to new,

In tender age only  many children died

Whitened females sold themselves to agents of  violence

 Can’t carry crown, has given to those and these.

 

Has broken into hundred pieces,,has melted in mould(muse)

Golden crown got by  group(mande) people.

Present hero of the world,severe intelligent merchant

Has made to melt  as machine

As following his words  angry manthra.

 

To metal boredom has happened.moher house(thavaru) is needed.

not needed to it,

 coin’s cheap life.

Machines limited  product.

Leaving tankasale,pulling throwing  away doom,

Has desired gold to return to previous house.

 Cutting chest  towards sitting  hiil’s mine

Reaching it’s body  should breath fully

In dark leasure to it.relief to us also.

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12)SORROW:

( THE BOOK OF HOURS)

 

All,all,at distance,

In spent time

 I am feeling like this: 

This star which is twinkling above

Has funished(died)  one lakh years back

 In the river by sides,in floated and gone boat

Tears were filled.

Very cruel,some words,somebody had  spoken,

in that  house by path side.

 Bell beating of clock  now  only has stopped.

 In which house?

 When did it begin?......

 Keeping steps outside of heart

Under vast city, desire to walk to me.

I should pray.

 In past,very past, among destroyed stars,

At least one

May survive still.

 Which is that, I know

I am feeling…. Seen here this ray rod(shalake)

At another tip.

It has stopped.like pure white city.

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13)WINTER(AUTOMN):

( THE BOOK OF IMAGES)

 

Leaves are falling

As though they withering from some height

as though heaven gardens are dried up.

Withering each leaf  is nodding head as though no

 In dense dark night heavy earth falls. \

Leaving company of  stars loneliness measure. Falling we are.

 Even writing hand also Is falling

Making vision to flow what is present around.

Seed of this fall has hided everywhere.

 In midst of all these falling like this

In  his hands holding preventing softly

He  one is there.

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14)REQUEST(PRAYER):

(BOOK IS IMAGES)

 

 Night, noiseless night,

 How it is knit within me.

Many fruits things world!

 Spread white, red ,green,

Not present now,has got dignity.

In dark area  in silence

 To me  also give some place

 in friendship (sangatha)of such things

 you graced their mind,made to surrender to you

 take  me in same arm embrace

Still has not yet reduced desire of  your senses

 desire of playing with light

 due to attraction of surrounding things, are anxious  your face feeling?

See towards hands,give your judgement.

 Are they keeping quiet without ego(pride,aham),

 

Like instruments ,like things.

 Even figure ring also should not shne

Let light spread  on it fully.

As flow continuous flow  with full faith.

 Appearing hand lines as though flowing towards many sides

 as though moving  in dark at one place…

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15)KEEP STEP OUTSIDE:

 Who ever may be you,keep step outside,there is evening  next

Leave,behind room aquaintainance  itself has become burden

your house, thsat itself is end, later big field

who ever may be you,evening field.

 Fixed on  teared doorsteps(hosalu)  tired eyes

-not pullable eyes- some  pulling with difficulty

by that eyes slowly lift up.

Ddeep black, alone, bent tree

Doing like this only have built  new world.

 This new world is very vast

like words fruit  maturing in silence

 your will power goes on guessing their meaning

 relief to them also,towards new world.

 New pair eyes towards new life.

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16)  ewonder in faces, tumult in mind,-all have gathered around him.

Surrended in death.Has completed story  and going

 Shepherd is going, sheeps group orphan

 Without getting caught by hand and mind flows away to distance.

They silent.

For meditation  and achievement in prepared

Oldvthat loneliness  is covering again.

 Again wanders in loneliness he in unacquainted  trees forest

 Move away  to him  all who have graced,fearing in some fear

To all those desciples this is his last feed(food)

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(when bullet explodes in wheat land sitting bird  disperses.like that at ten places)

With hands which were breaking bread also he has made to spread by his words.

 Beat wings, fear and shake, they sing towards him.

In middle table is standing  those around.

 

Merely search way of going out

they also know that is fruitless trial

 spread everywhere, present in all

 he is like light drowned in blur(dusk?).

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17)DAY OF WINTER:

(BOOK OF IMAGES)

 

Lord: now time has come. Has passed endless summer

 Let your shadow  cover(fall) on  on clocks  like this,like this.

Let wind blow,on meadow(grassland)  without any obstruction.

 

Matured fruits on  trees and creepers permit them to fill  withrasa

Two days grace them  wsarm sun light and kissing air

let later move fruit  towards completeness(totality) let severe sweet fill

sourless grapes,your grace flood’let them come to lip now only’

 

 now he will not get house or roof janthi

loneliness, is there no company long sigh only girlfriend(lass friend).

Sitting simply reading,simple writing this much long letters

Simply wandering in  lanes and streets simple passes his time.

 Dry leaves are flying, this  only is winter.

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18)A WORD TO YOU:

(BOOK OF IMAGES)

(words toold by angel)

to god of gods  we are only  near,not you female

We are all very distanst from him.

But what a source of joy, from your hands

As though he has come and blessed with full mind.

 Female dress  hands emitting from arms

What a shining,what a maturity blossoming flowers.

I am day I am snow

Female you are tree.

 

 Tiredness filled  mine path is very distant.

Excuse forgot words  which I was about to tell.

 Wearing gold coloured dress,,along with sun making friendship to grow,

 By sitting there told words you listen.

One who has drowned in thoughts,his beloved friend.

( has upset me  field wonder)

Seed which I has sowd in land on someday.

Female you are tree.

 

 Spread and flied this much broad

Path teared(covered) came upsetting field.

Dress is shining eyes have  brightened

 Has filled  your  small gudilu(hut…..?).

 But still forgot  body in lonely meditation,

 has not come to attention my presence.

 Moving in forest  chilling wind I am

Female you are tree.

 

 Gods shake in sound archestra

Dull face,some what shaking(vibrations)  in mind.

What a thirst,what a desire in  heart  stage.

 A great dream (kanasu….?)which you had found  in dream

 May come true let good happen to you.

You are matured now,has filled up with love

In me is seen flood of sympathy.

 

 Sky height door, you may open

 Today to leave our shubha(good)  inside

 desiring my song, searching ear

Now I came to know,my words got lost in you

Like song melting in forest.

 

Like this should be fruitful  your dream by me only,

This is gods will. Towards me his vision,eye became blind.

Tree you are female.

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19)SONG OF DRUNKARD:

(BOOK OF IMAGES)

 

Came inside,went outside,it was not within me

I wanted to catch it,it remained

But did not leave alcoholic drinks.

(What it was,from where it came I don’t know)

 drinks caught it,,drinks caught this.

All for my sake only

 On him only my dependence,

Like donkey.

 

What  is done is his play only, in pagade(chess like game) myself challenge

 Negligence on his lips,

,kindlessness,will fail me this night

Will win,will swallow that butcher death,now onwards I am his slave

 

When ‘he’ wins I am a dirty leaf  in bubdle of leaf cards. Holding in hands scratches,ulcer on neck

Later throws me in mud.

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20)GIRL WHO FILLED LOVE:

(BOOK OF IMAGES)

 

See ,that is my window only

 After completion of sleep I awoke. Now only this moment.

Not awakenness also sleep.blur world.

Where is border of my life.

When night rolls?

 

 Moment back:

 Filledaround me all material world

Appearing as myself  madness full of myself.

 Like crystal stone  which’s light ray does not reach

 Very high(gahana),as slight dumb

Drowned and stood in myself.

 

  To Star group also there is place inside  chest

Worldwide itself heart is telling.

His-including him also- sends outside.

He he only is beloved mind is wishpering.

 

 Did love started,what I know

Did chest field filled,did emptiness go off(lost)

As though memoy of dream not remaining what happened my storys

Without hinting,very secret,tomorrow has stood in front.

 

Like grass field  whole body fragrant

Play of moving like this and that,when air simply blows.

 Under this infinet my presence is spread

Why this is like this,what has happened to me.

 

Will call humbly, chest is beating drum

 What is fate if anybody tells,mind is dried up leaf.

 One melting with another disappear

Is there choise, why needed? Shall I dry up in you.

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21)FINAL EVENING (END EVENING):

(NEW POEMS)

(with permission of  srimathi  nonna)

 

 Night at distance roll of wheels,.now has started

 Train carrying soldiers,towards war field.

He playing harpycard  saw above once.

Attention  towards song,eye towards her.

 

 I felt as though looking mirror Then

 In face of beloved feature of beloved.

Pain filled tender her beloved

To moment moment he still more handsome

Attracts still moe.

 

 Suddenly, broke into pieces that object(bimba)

 She is standing.body somewhere mind somewhere

Near window ear full her chest’s drum.

 

 His song stopped. From outside had blowd  freshly new  chills wing

 As thogh somebody’s  has simply sit on mirror table.

Soldier’s  freath(feather) crown.

 

Under that

Ivory head skull.

(juli sonna is friend of rilka. Her first husband.in

 1866 at the age of thirty one years  had expired in war)

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22) SPANISH DANCER:

(NEW POEMS)

 

Sriked enlightened match stick,before exploding as flame

 Like spreading to ten dirctions tongue of light.

Around by audiens, response  in each chest,sprinkling of excitement

In dak room flashing day.

Her dance.

 

 Suddenly,flamefully all all fire.

 

 Vision emitted above, to hairs world  set fire.

Gira gira gira  air blowing to dress,

Fills fire feel she is same furnace inside.

Like feared serpent ,opening round(suruli)  arm

Mere naked,pl hood, figure beat taka taka taka  seer’s chest pot.

 Next around body  fire shield has bccome as though 

she detaches and  removes throws

looks towards it, like queen.

That is still burning,getting irritated here and there,

No mind to leave jiva to fire cloth.

How nuch time?without bending head vwith boldness,

Once sees above, treads with leg.

This much feet,how much power? Fire became ash. Got put off ullkkanda(……….?)

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23)TO POEM:

(NEW POEMS)

 

 How shall I hold  and keep my self(athma). So as not

To touch your athma? Softly how shall

 make it cross.  Towards  remaining thins other than you?

 This is how much like to me; noiseless unknown

in some corner,never lasting,

in midst of things, secretly opening keeping in deep dark

that my athma(self). I your depths  boiling tumult bis there,

 this place as peaceful cool…….

but still but still all all touching  us you and me both of us  calls inside.

Unites uslike violin bow.

 By two strings  responding(plying) one tone,

Like violin bow.

 Which is that instrument which has caught us?

 Who is the player  who has held in hand

O sweeter song…….

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24)BLACK CAT:

 Devil is much better.not seen true.but

It is one presence. May knock door,may respond.

 But,here in this black blamket,very sharp

Even burning vision also dries up.becomes unseen.

 

 One severe mad,when does not give peace outside world

In  inner dark screaming rushing, bloing  noiseless hard wall.

 At end once, slowly when becomes peaceful

Anger reducing,again rushing inside,as though sleeping.

 

This cat all the visions which it has seen so far

Hiding inside, when leasure is got

Rolling twisting seing again ,getting irritated.

With those only  rounding round(suruli) sleeping.

 

 As though suddenly awakening,sees you.

Aha shakayithallave(…………?) what is seen is you only!

 In midst of golden yellow eye ball,becoming piece length

Upside down,like very ancient yuga’s  house fly

Are you not  one who is hanging?

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25)SWAN:

 The work which is not yet completed we do with  struggling  grumbling

 Tieing legs,as though walking on ground.

This is rythmless,archestraless  swan’s walk(gait).

 

 To die at end once-without back and front to jump

 To lose surface of hard ground s standing everyday.

That is like anxiety filled swan  jumping.

 

 In water it welcomes him softly.

With joy with honour receding back .moving away

Makes place.

 

 Then that swan in infinet silence,in unbound  consciousness

In such grandeur ,than usual is in negligence feel,

Blesses.in the same way simply floats.

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26) BUDDHA ‘S GRANDEIR:

(NEW POEMS)

 

Theme of themes, heart of hearts

Surrounding me only, almond which has given sweet to  world.

Universe spread up to stars

 Like your body flesh  which is getting matured

Welcome to you.

 

See,now to you nothing is attached

Shell is different,inside fruit is different

Shell has resided already,in infinet region,

Inside has appeared solid  fruit juice.

It is anxious for liberation (relief).

 Some light of Unseen world  is helpful to it.

 

Have shined through out night,have simply  wandered lakhs of stars Beyond sky on your head their crown.

 But inside is present some presence(existence).

 Though all these stars are destroyed

Firm exists without getting destroyed.

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27)INNER ROSE:

(NEW POEMS)

 

To this inside where is outside?

  Around which wound  should be covered?

 This silk smooth

Opened like this, in inner pond of these roses.

Has appeared,has become shadow  some sky object(bimba)

 

See-have spread here like this losely

Though attached not  attached  with deti(…..?).

With shaking hand if pushed simply will wither and fall down

These flowers not knowing truth

Have simply sit like that.

 

 Stands  without shaking even a little

Very difficult too flowers.

 Among them many,in troubles of world

Keeping inside body

Leaving innerfield flow out.

For taste of days and nights.

 

Filling day by day,filling body

Fading in  filling  (full) only,had  finished momentary life.

Whole summer  as dead body’s(cadever’s) house

Found in dream  as dead body box.

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29)READER:

(NEW POEMS)

towards this life turning face seing different life

This unacquainted to whom he is known?fastly turning page

Even for a moment not breaking drowned in loneliness

 Moment moment newly changing  this unacquainted who is he?

Spreading under it’s shadow,in blossoming world

Melted like mad this boy his mother

Even will she recognize?in hours , minutesin spoons

life spending people how can we know?

 

Filled up from pages many lives

Becoming heavy on eye lid,youth,old age, childhood in sleep(drowsiness)

 Getting collapsed,lifting head within him we can’t  know.

Children after finishing games,again looking world

His eye also is looking  outer world.

As though looking newly,senses joys.

But his mind till there is last breath

Will not change.it’s burden  won’t reduce.

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29)  LET US NOT TELL TO ANYBODY:

(NEWPOEMS)

 

 To her these are not new,thisnight,this storm

Her friend  since childhood only, habit of remaining outside

 How nuch dull, why so cheap, when seen inside house,

beyond sere(……?) of nurses in outer world what a speed excitement…….

Which whirl storm , which fearful night to this inner end equal.

 Mind(antharanga)  gadern has become crushed, body  hairs erecting fear.

O he came called and lifted silk thread ladder step.

Be with me in chariot  come come he told .

like this only floating back and front, started journey

at remained chariot only mere field around.

 Now has filled her nose black chariot’s  gamalu(fragrance?).

Around them next coming fear of aghatha(shock)

 

Has attached to chariot, spread everywhere drilling coll touch

 Inside her also has filled same black,same cold joy.

She hided in herself moved within her. As though it remains.

She does not know herself now, not knowing somebody’s talk.

”Iam with you’

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30) BEGININGLESS ENDLESS NIGHT:s

(UNCOLLECTED POEMS)

 

 Now and then myself saw towards you with wonder,day before yesterday near window  stood,saw you with wonder,new city. It appeared to me  still it is prohibited only.it is unbendable land harahu(vastness……..?). As though I am not there it melted in dark. Very close facts also  as though you’whether you understand or not’ were keeping quiet.Road climbing lamp pillar disappeared. This is unacquainted.,different(anya)  to me I came to know. I that land? There one room, reachable to experience.

 

Clear in street light lamp.-then only I became it’s part they gave attention to it.

 Closed doors, simply stood Later child started to cry. Inhouses which were spread around filled mother’s capacity I  was knowing-and again source of all tears source f not giving consolation  was known to me.

Or a female tone sang. Beyonf expectation,little near reached or below upstairs an old person filling complaints soughed.’My body is right, mistake is that of world’as though.  Later bell of clock sounded- there was delay in what I counted.

 

It was beating without counting(considering) me.

Like a boy who has joined school newly- him at end once was made to join gam. But he does not know how to catch ball.In all games in wchich remaining boys achieveing easily,

 

He was dullard.right simply stands,some where at distance

Fixed vision,-where?-I was standing there only

 Suddenly flashed truth. That boy  you  are,matured night, You were playing ith me and I saw towards  you with wonder.

 

 

Where  secret kindles towers appear, a city  turning it’s face away,

 In place where it sorrounds,not understanding mountains to enemy camp in place where it has gathered, and without rhythm and archestra ,flashing disappearing,

Around feels something waiting(planning)

Where it coming nearp

 

In midst of these, you came near with all grandeurs

You did not shy to tell I know you your breath

Moved on myface slowly. Spread whole world.

Your smile,resided in heart.

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31) NOT COMING FOR EVER:

(UNCOLLECTED POEMS)

 

Dear,

 Who have never come to my arms

On who has lost from first moment only.

I don’t know which songs are dear (like) to you

about to come momentary emitting wave

Trial of recognizing you  I have left.

 All pictures  moving inside me……

-though very distant getting down inside, kinds of  earth sky.

River,bridge, city,tower

Coming across  in path   unexpected  turn once,

merged in joy vibration(spanda) of gods’ life

treasured countries-

all all will appear inside me as you only.

that you,

 for ever missing hand  melting.

 

Beloved,

 Desiring seing  by me all garden is you only.

Village house,open window….. what more,you came out

Meditation merged, to see me….what more……

 

 In the roads in which I simply went,

That moment,passed moment you had walked,had disappeared.

Again few times,…… in some shop.

 Due to my breath intoxicated mirrors were celebrating still more.

On seing me feared. Suddenly appeared my object(bimba) only gave again.

 

Who knows? Song of single bird at the same moment

Echoing in both of us.

Yesterday, separately  in evening….

Who knows truth?

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32)DEATH:

(UN COLLECTED POEMS)

Death has stood there. Severe blue kashaya(liquid)

In saucerless cup. For glass to sit

What a ajibu(……?) posture: on back hand only

Not shaking? Hold has broken.

Retaining it’s sign.In smoothness of pingani

Small break. On it there is writing.

Old faded writings.’hoe’ named four letters.

 

Frim that cup he had to drink it

Had read this writing  very  previously,

A little earlier than taking tiffun.

 

 If so, how stubborn jivies(lives) they are?

Have to sent by giving poison cup?

 

 If not sent will they remain here only?remembering

Dispairs,,becoming dull,fading becoming old.

 Jard moments of present,by their depths

Like artificial teeth  should be removed and kept out.later,

 Starts their wishpering grumbling.

Grumbling grumbling grumbling…..

fallen in my eye, moved in all body

 comet(ulke)

 not to  forget you.to tolerate.

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33)Sorrow-1:

(UNCOLLECTED POEMS)

Heart ,who will listen your cry,sorrow?

Still more lonely you are.

Has crawled your journey.

in midst of  not understanding  human caste

it may be,stll more fruitless  for having walked direct path.

For believing moving destroyed tomorrows.

 

Once you also sorrowd? What was lost?

Joy fruit sliped and fallen from tree?or immature nut?

But,now joy tree is shaking.

 Storm  is breaking it’s base.

There, my peaceful  joytree.

 

Unseen to eye, fruit garden’s very beautiful  tree

To unseen gods, which   introduced me still more

Tree.

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34)ON PEAKS OF HEART MOUNTAIN:

(UNCOLLECTED POEMS)

 On peaks of  heart mountain  you are alone  mere nacked.

See,o there below,how much small,see

Words regions(borders) last village see.

Than it above(that much only small)s is seen blur.

Hand garden of feelings small hut,can you see it?

on peaks of heart mountain.

 

Under hand,below feet, stone land has spread.

But can blossom  here also.

 Byside of hills,in hill’s path nameless

Flower may blossom. Singing  may emit towards sky.

But he knows truth of all these. He? He came to know.

Talk disappeared.on peaks of heart mountain.

 

Filled up with knowledge knowing hand skill

 grown in hills only animals group.

Boldly move path or stop.under residence of vast wings,telling no no

 

Rotates around peak. Grand bird.

But, lonely you are without hint of support.

On these peaks of herat mountains.

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35) TO MUSIC:

(UNCOLLECTED POEMS)

 

Music.

 This is breath of statues.

This may be. Colour pictures silence

final language  which no other language can hold,

 Temporary heart vibrations on base standing erect,

 Time only as base sound treasure.

 

For  whom is flowing  feelings flood?

Making feeling no which one is roll(twist)?

 Reaching ear  nelahara(…..?) this is shravana world.

O unacquainted existence:music

 emitting out from within us coming out heart  piece(muscle).

 

 Crossing our limits, crossing border lines,

 Hiden sitting ‘in in’ field…

Holy  send off.

 Mid point of inner stage(inner mind),exploding  coming out

Standing at distance,giving darshan moment…

that side of loukika (iha,this world)s,as seperate

pure.

Unlimited,infinet

Not allowing to  present inside,not fixing base power

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36) IN WORLD OF BELOVED THERE WAS WORLD:

(UNCOLLECTED POEMS)

 

In beloved’s face world was there…..

Siddenly it flowd out,disappeared.

 World is outside now,without under my hold.

 

Why I did not drink.

 Due to love filled that full face.

When it was brought upto lip also.

   Though  it’s taste touched tongue  as though  came  near also,

Why you did not drink that world?

 

 Aha,false ,I drank

With endless thirst  I sucked sucked and drank.

But my inside was already filled.

 Then only there was  mass world.

 Drinking again,again drinking

Filled up,spilled.

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37)FRUIT:

Rised from inside land. Slowly,invisibly(unseen)

Protected secret  in sielent part.

 In shining bud blossomed as  as flame

Agan returned to it’s secret base(residence)

with meditation as it’s goal.

 

 In whole summer became fruit like this

Moving day and night tree’s body

Burning inside only what an excitement.

Being outside responding anxiety of  mixing with field.

 

 Now this much shining is appearing beauty

Due to meditation of long time total fruit.

 But still in inner chegu(…….?) is drowning without grumbling

Emiting coming moving away towards true source residence.

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38) ALL RIGHT,WE KNOW GEOGRAPHY OF LOVE:

(UNCOLLECT POEMS)

 

All right, we know geography of love

Though we know defects (pros and cons)in  path of love.

Sacrificed to it sorrowful(merged)  names graveyard knowledge is there,

  Others collapsed fearful silent depth’s knowledge though we have,

Again again we have walked together.

Under those very old trees,have vslept again again

In midst of spread flowers, facing sky.

 

Again again,all right,we know geography of love

A small church thre, sorrowmerged  names filling it

Others collapsing fear producing  silence

Depth, again again we two,under that ancient trees shadow,

We keep steps together, again again sleep

In midst of those flowers,it is face to face meet of  ours and sky

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 39) IMAGINARY LIFE JOURNEY:

(UNCOLLECTED POEMS)

 

First of all childhood .borderlessgoalless

Worryless time.self consciousless  sweet world.

Later suddenly fear,school,tumult, endless

Slavery.severe desires,celebration, sense of severe loss.

 

 Later opposition(prathibhatane),bent child will make to bend now

Suffered himself, now other’s shift.

 Enjoys,gets angry,,protects.

Dights,wins, his only is attack.

 

Now long,cool,in infinet field  he is alone

But still in ripened in that heart’s depth  has hidden.

Tumult,upset uf returning to ancient world.

 

Now for this here only waiting god

Emitting.

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40) BIRD COMING WIND:

(UNCONTROLLED POEMS)

 

Many things which are seen by eye

In intensive(severe) form  opening showing

 field of mind(inner stage).

 Not  bird coming(moving) air.

(you will lose in troubles of world

Tha vision is adultrated that is not yours).

 

Place of field rise is inside us only

What it builds and gives is  true world.

In this tree here in it’s wholeness

Do you wantnto know?

Inside within you filled rich field

Spread around that like fort.

 Let border of  control cover it

It is not  unlimited,that  is  bonthe (rags) of limitedness.

In unattached relation till house is made

It has no (not at all) any existence.

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41) CHILDHOOD TIME:

(UNCOLLECTED POMs)

 

(TO ERICA MITARER )

Long afternoons of childhood,……really it is not life.

Toddling  further moving growing time it is.

Without self protection  simply waiting time…..

In future sometime the personality which we may become

 Spread endlessly to this existence,in midst….

Innumerable deaths, knowing child as one’s own property

Severe selfish love.

Sorrounds it. Traits to it separately.

Those days are also not there for child.

That child passed lonely afternoons

…looking in many mirrors

His head feels giddy very much that that only question :

Who am I? who am I ?but elders who go outside return.

 Will swallow dreams.

Window  path or boost(fungus) held table

with him yesterday only

distributed secrets they made to drown, destroyed

 now he is again their property(asset).

Few times from midst of lonely bushes,delicate branch fingures

Emit out and grow. Like that only his desires.

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Solving troubles of family,

Appear  in shining light bending

But they  blunt his visions in midst of four walls.

 Spread worldwide  severe innocent visions in those eyes  dogs can pass easily.

Heightful flowers holding face to face it’s sweet fragrance  may  be smelled.

 

 O How much distant,how much distance?

  In eye measure binded this ptotected by others jivi(life)  another world.

 His  world which may produce  wonder or destruction.

 His immature spirit(chaithanya) in midst of  bonu(cage?) teach cheating.

But, but about to come love’s light beam(rays)

Are moving in midst of stars.,since long time.

 Which fear,anxiety,  his heart  this aquainted  path

By mechanical run,pulling removing, innumerable stars groups

Under peaceful silent umbrella to total surrendering

Shall it prepare?

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(  between Erica miterer and rilka on may 1924, exchange of mutual exchange of poems only as base letter correspondence took place.she only first started.then she was youth of eighteen.).

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42) TEARS FILLED FEMALE:

(UNCOLLECTED POEMS)

(usually  use to indicate  mother mary who is sitting  near dead body of  yesu shedding tears)

1)

On her pan land she only becomes heavy by herself

like water filled cloud  stands

when tear filled this female cries tears pour

flower tain  on bed of chest sand.

 

 By pain only heavy rain,measure of other’s  sorrow

Shining shining, your  complaint is not sky(?) myself

It is only for formation of clouds only, mere empty room  sky.

 How much clear how much close you pain land.

  Land which has yielded to  monotony of  kindless sky.

Slept rised one face again plunging in meditation

Ot at depth  knowledge distributing again.

 

2)

 This emptiness. This sorrow this is one breath.

There buding out those trees.

Coming tomorrow this green procession

this is another breath.

 Such these breaths have covered us

Inside, outside and inside.

Now also now also upon us.

 This is this earth’s slow  note’s breath.

We count such breaths.

 Measuring pouring in other’s spoons.

 In this world hurry is ours only

Appearing in hurry drowning in hurry

 We only.

 

3)

O winter,

 Earth turning  within itself  secret time,

 Death has spread around.

Jivarasa has hidden in  body of trees.

 With it has has mixed dness of repetition.

 Like  of tieing  giving  ksvisamaya time.

 Non moving even slight dried up at the bottom of land

imagination has  buded out

 in endless  beginingless summer dried up leaf green madness.

Is again emitting as new consciousness

 As Suddenly making to shine mirror.

  In that mind depth  flowers colour.

Shines completely.

 Desiring it,moving here only

All ours desire’s eye.

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43) TIME WHEN GODS WALK:

Now time has come

From body of things cods came out

Walking time.

All walls in my house

Destroying time (felling time).

 Time of opening new page.

 Here has filled roten air making breath to hold.

Let new air blow and come.

Soil mass so as to melt  guddali(digging instrument)

Like  spread (haragu) land  breat ‘s field.

O gods,gods!

You are coming again again.

 Now also you are sleeping

 

Inside things spread around.

 Those rise everyday morning,

Will wash your faces and necks

Beyond guess  inner ponds from cool clear water.

Will reduce your peace of mind those  as feather light.

Appearing as though congested in our whole life.

 

Gods, let become yours our mornings again

We are Xerox makers you are original source.

When you rise and walk world arises

on crevices of our failures

Shines tour morning.

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44)ON SEING LANGUAGE  WHICH THESE PEOPLE USE FEAR TO ME:

(EARLY POEMS)

On seing language which these people use fear to me

Clear pronunciation, no firm meaning doubt to them

See this is ‘dog’, see  this is ‘house’

see here is ‘beginning’,there is ‘end’.

 

Circus of talks  their thoughts that also is fear only

 They know what all has happened,what has not happened.

Not wonder of any  mountain peak(series),

 to them no wonder flowing river shining sky.

Hand garden of god,their properties are there are by side of god’s land,

Without getting them(dakkadene)even a little.

 

Will be away, will push aside,”don’t come  near me”

 All things singing ,listening very much like to me.

You are humans, you toch words, thy will dry without noise.

You  will kill all things leaving graveyard to me.

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ONNETS TO ORPHIOUS:

(Orphious id greek god  dear to Rilk)

45)1-1) tree emitted  up. Complete kind of crossing  oneself and world

Aha! Listen.Orohious ius singing,sky tree now in poet!

In jivies,in things  noiseless silence.But in that silence also

New one is beginning. New creation is caling. Something has changed.

 

 Endlessly shining shining from body of forest

from cave, nest, hole(bila),bushes all

 is rushing coming see this  speechless animal world.

Not due to dullness,not due to fear

These jivies Ilives) are silent on hearing his speech.

 

 That is simply asking summana(lovely,charming,beautiful).

Screaming,roar, oolidu, shadow.

 All are low now  heart has told now. Till now reserve place for music

Till now for sake of music  reserved place. Half built hut.

 

 Thsat  is at depths of life using black desires, built support (residence)

Fearing to storm   to shaking  securityless  door.

 You came orphious. Building temple  blame.At depths of ears

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46)1-2) on this side of girlhood, shining girl

By union of song-veena got form  and appeared.

  Behind  thin  youth screen giving darshan(vision) to me

 Spreading inside ear has slept see.

 

Slept and closed. To me vishwarupa(universal form)

 Solid forest,deeply feeling inner mind

 Well aquainted journeyspring’s(vasantha’a)  grass field

Including heart held all wonder wonder.

 

 In her sleep there was world. Song’s  diety in chief(adhicevathe) orphious.

Tell, how is it complete that first sleep? Which is that

 Removed desire of seing only vision?

see, she  rised up and slept.

 

 Is her death true? Where is witness?

Before  your song swallowing  me  disappearing

shall you see  at least you her world vision?

Is girl melting, like this within me? Where…to which side?

 Crossing doorstep( hosilu)  girlhood shining girl……

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47)1-3) God can do it, but a mere human

How will he go into  all strings of veena,will you tell?

mind is  already cut, heart- paths shadow filled

in joining point there is no temple to Apollo god.

 

 As you have sent to us, song;that  is not  desire.

Some beauty which we can build  and give not kind of gracing also.

To sing means to be present, that is all, to god it is easy simple

But can we become true? Like that?on which day? He within us.

 

When will earth pour stars?young listen.

Your love is not sng.your tone only  opening your mouth

 this much if it tries to come out leave it.

 

 Learn,  art of forgetting  art intensive music.It has death.

True song, that is different breath. It’s thing is shunya(zero)

It is burning flame in god,that is mere air.

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48)1-4)

 Again agan  stand by giving body  body and minds of soft youth

unseen world unheard sound in front of wind wave

 in border of cheek branched out moving towards  hind head

shaking mixing, forgetting cuts as though becoming one.

 

 Reserve not broken even a little notfading lucky young man

Celebration of heart,,illusion of chest beat,,is prepared weapon world

There bow and arrow,goal is already held, to it also sweet  death.

Lip boder laugh,tears at border of eye, infinet hell to you.

 

 Due to burden of pain  don’t get feared

Return it to earth.

 Are mountain sea heavy?

 

The seed which you have sowd in womb(uterus) of childhood

 Has grown on back  much weight.

Needed burden is needed,,burden not needed  chilly wind

Loveless empty field,kali drilling chest.

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49)1-5)

 Don’t erect  grave stone to his memory

For his sake allow roses to blossom  every year enough

 Because he is orphious,the path which he moved

This is right ,that is also right,why other name is needed?

 

 Don’t search names  where there is poem there is orphious

It is his song only,light arrival,in the same way  departure

 Rarely if orphious remains with us now and then

Four days more than rose,is it that much not enough to us? That itself is life.

 

To him also to disappear is fear only,no doubt

He must disappear,did you not understand?

Poem-talk  to daynto day trouble

moment of keeping step beyond.

 

He moves, you will not get his sign(kuruhu)

He has no obstruction,veena’s strings.

Crossing crossing  song moving forward.

That is condition of all poets.

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50)1-14)

 In flowers fruits creepers we are indulged

than talk of season(ruthumana)  these only are near to usfrom depth of dark emiting light,flower

it’s colour,it’s  wonder has jealousy to hide?

 

 They mixed in soil  those who planted these

How much role is here,do we know that?

By their silent labour   who gave strength to  land

For beauty which they does not have jealousy is natural.

 

 Is this labour free? Like this we ask.

 In kernel of this fruit  is anger boiling?

Eating fruit of their labour are we lords?

 

 Standing behind soil  are they our lords?

Speechless their strength and love kisses

As though filling flowing body they made to flow?

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51)2-4)

What kind of anumal is this? Was not present in past, not now also

Without seen by anybody  collected love. Wha kind of animal this is!

Bent neck, standing erect  twist , walk (gait)did  md

 Vision like that of clear water pond ,worryless, is this magnet?

 

 Yes this was not there,no, but to people it’s vision

Direct,holy,in their inner house there was chance.

Their love built given  field temple figure

 In it’s midst birth to this, where is death to this?

 

 Not present this only they reared as child, 

no grain,no water faith only is food

 from that only appeared  elephant’s strength.

 

 In midst of forehead   horn  grew,divine shine

Seing one lass  resided in her.

 Her silver mirror also  became house of that jiva(life).

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52) 2-8)

(In memory of  Egan  van  Rilk’s memory)

 

 In this city  got by me friends,

From very early( past) childhood

 Emitted coming friends

We found  like this ,how did we like

 With shyness folding in our hesitation.

 

 We spoke in silence

 blossomed in natural joy

no cause to joy, It is nobody’s

 had filled everywhere  like  like light

worry of big people made to melt

how is tomorrow  like this hundred  worries.

 

By side wheels moved. Paths

Stood and saw this much wide eye

houses were surrounding.

Were like stones .

To any house we are not friends.

 

 Truely  in this world which is real?

Nothing is vtrue.only balls……

The paths in which  they had rised and fallen….

Children….. they are also false.but now and then one.

 Flashing disappearing  handsome boy

Was  keeping foot under emiting ball.

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53)2-13)

Don’t wait for moment of separation. Live as thought it has passed.

  Like Now completed winter .because in between many winters

One cills time is there. It is endless time, listen to it’s story

Without experiencing it, heart will not survive

,that pain,that chills itself is it’s ornament.

 

Dieing without rebirth  in yuridisi appear as song and come with joy

 That song only told  with broken (things)  in life where there is no  beginning and end.

All rotening  all have end rising setting world is momentary

 Even though broken giving sound phal like kinkini like sphatica(alum) vessel  you become sweet.

 

Live. Let then also forgetdulness   not cover, world source  field   be in chest.

Intensive beat of heart, making it to appear that infinet’s response let both be not forgotten for ever.

At least once let listen and come outer world’s inner face’s  complete nusic.

 

In world store house(godown) filled uptalkless,breathless,

 Gaseless jivas join inside mass  with joy

Let accounts close.,let not come,bikku(hiccups) let them appear to you  as peaceful.

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(PART 2)

‘MANJINA  SHAVALAYAKKE’ (TO SMOW’S SHIVA TEMPLE)  SELECTED POEMS OF  RAINER  MARIYA RILKA(1876-1926) , world poet, GERMAN POET,TRANSLATED TO KANNADA by DR.H.S.RAGHAVENDRA RAO ,RETRANSLATED TO ENGLISH BY DR.RAVEENDRA HOSADURGA.I AM GRATEFUL TO  AUTHOR AND HIS FAMILY MEMBERS.TRANSLATION IS MY HOBBY.SCHOLARS ARE REQUESTED TO CORRECT.

 

ELIGYES OF RILKA: (ELIGYES ARE SORROWFUL SONGS):

1)FIRST ELIGY:

Though I shout and call,who is there to listen?

 In Gods walking in other world.

 In spill of love if one embraces other

To my and his chest. Now also I am not there,

will melt and go in this existence which covers,my small lamp’s flame

In that flame  beauty is beginning of fear.

To bear it only is possible to it.will not leave to live.

Will not destroy,so much pride to it, how much peace!

For that how much fear to us.Each god is statue of fear.

 

Will become quiet preventing hicups(bikkugala),by drinking

 My tears song.aha ,in severe difficulty  to whose side shall

we turn “kindful come”. Not humans,not divijas.

 Tieing  ourselves by ourselves ,ourselves only nderstood, in this our world,

It is  discomfort(embarrassment) to us it is known. Now ven to animals also.

What is seen by them is not seen by us?

Might be for us some tree.

In  side  of hills,daily as food to vision.

Or yesterday walked paths are there waiting for us.

Or daily accustomed world is there,cart path of used materials.

 Once came inside, again did not return,aha how much freeness how much  close!

 

O forgot,nught….is about to come…. Is going to drill fearwondered faces.

Air which made to hisw field in body. On endful attack of endless.

 Night which was waited since long days. to anxiety flame slight water thrown night

 Lonely heart in severe pain  facing night, will not wait for animal  in sacrificing night?let go,,to beloveds is it simple such work?

Thry use  each other  to hide their face.

Do you don’t know still? Throw away,filled emptiness ,arms

Opening wide, inspiring leaving breath, in this field  birds experiencing

Air life force.may fly with more intensity.

 

Yes, in life spring  giving unlimited  chance,

Now and then had waited  lonely star,desiring you will see

 A wave  had rolled,your lost end time body,open window,

Crossing  had reached your ear drum  sound wave. Giving you this sound,this vison reserve.did you fill up chest,did you reach goal?

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 Everyday every moment, experience’s near wave, in found place only some other dream?

Like bringing beloved each moment’s  reality( In case even if she comes, where I would have kept is  gathering(parishe)  calle mind? Playing laali day and night, making house there only in sandy of big and small  worries?).

 

 Mad desire if troubles as fire(spark),,forgotten body in love female’s variety of songs

Song s condition (fate)  of  femals troubled  by loneliness.Iif seen  those little jealousy also).

Still still  are shining  their feels  spill(ukkanda).

 Not getting like them,not dragging to over joy inner light’s response.

 Leave those who are satisfied with desired love,,purer than those these (lasses) love.

 Start again again   their love’s  praising how ever much less only

Remember hero has no destruction. His donfall also  final incarnation

 

To get necessary  cause only,that is all.

Talk of lovers is not like that. Natur gets tired. Becomes empty.

 In work of making tham to appear(odamudisu). As once again that work will not happen,hides  inside,for tomorrow.

 You know in tumult of chest, gyaspara starina’s condition song.

Losing lover only remaining   merelove

Crossing border of sky, pain of jumping like-love.

 Lonely like her only, some girl bending maturing to her kind of love’shall I become like her’ like this,

 I may ask for myself.

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 Older than old, like this paining kind,at least at end,

Should be fruitful to us. Is it not? Helping in great siddhi(accomplishment).

 We also from lap of our beloved,

not leaving even little love

 Can we stand in shake and tumult?

Response(thuditha) of hede(bow thread), arrow as though preventing.

At the time of relief accumulating strength,jumping crossing it’s border.

Yes, there is no base to us to survive.

To lose oneself is right  in field.

 

Tones,tones, my heart listen,only those who have become saints,

As they have heard. Till that sea serious sound lifting

Them up from ground shines.

 Will remain  on listening only,indulged in sound

Without noting anything  by kneeling. Is it true like this  strict warning.

That much complete the kind which they listen.

 

True, you listening tone of god,tolerating it you can be present

It is not possible. Still listen air tone with attention.

In inner house of silence, every moment getting body without leaving continuously,

On hearing message,wishpering those words are moving.

On your side by children died in tender youth.

 In naples or rome,inside church

The moment in which you kept step did  their bad fate not trouble

Coming in front with small tone? Or still above,

 To be written likely  poem.

Lost yearSantha Maria pharmosa’son milk stone board(plate),

This is the work which they desired from me;around youngsters  death

 Covered unjustice enclosure, as much as possible to move aside softly.

Few times such enclosure  will obstruct their journey towards  heaven.

 

Yes,tht is natural. Suddenly leaving this earth,

To go is not easy.  Should leave certain celebrations

Which we have learnt  yesterday day before yesterday.

Roses which had kept heart warm.similar hundreds of

Pampering,to see like humans  should tell send off.

Filled with  infinet anxieties, filled hands protection shadow

We can’t exist as we were before now onwards. Why that much

Even our names,as though somebody’s should detach behind only and go.

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Like broken doll  child forgetting.

Opening  keeping easily should go.

 Is it not a wonder, our desires only  we have no right to desire,

Is moving from inside to outside,adjusting with difficulty,

Collected saved rELIGYous texts are floating

To direction direction  like beggers.

 

To die survive how much difficult  work it is!

 Slowly  darshan(vision) of infinet  threads, before getting

Again need not labour  many  treasures.

Still  in midst of those   not  our proper knowledge.

 nbetween  died and survived  there is no much difference as we know.

Gods will not know whether they are walking in midst of

Living or dead  few say. In both these world an Amrithavahini is flowing.

No end no beginging.

As though to oneself thar river is drowned in force.

 Now youngsters  tones world completely.

 

 Those who  have disappeared in  youth only what they want from us?

From soft sweet breast,child getting relieved moves towards sky

Without burden of any tears.But we? We need condolence. Secrets

Which cant be known  knowing trial(havanu). Through forest onmly path to sky.

Without such sorrows  can we live(exist)?old story is not false.

 Like young god getting eye filled  lainasa’s departure.

 It made to appear pain,drowsiness, inmertness. By that silence only had appeared  first tone

Like bird breaking body of night. Like incarnation of flute in bamboo.

 

Field got afraid. Colour has filled sky,in beautyless world.song has faded fear. Till today covering  protecting us

Wiping tears,,making to lean on shoulders,help giving truth.

 Equal rasa river had come on that day for first time.

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(January12 to 16,1912,dyuno,Germany)

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Notes: this is first among dyuno ELIGYes.

1)     Gods-angels

2)Gaspera stampa  -one of best Italian poets.

3) santha  maria pharmosa Church  in venis city of Italy.

4) lynus:orphious like another greek god.

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2)     SECOND ELIGY:

 Every angel(god,daivatha) is severe only,But still

 Though we know this truth we invite. You,with much  sorrow.

  Come troubling so as to  remove prana  Athma 9self) birds,come.

 Where did it go that time? To young thobiyas   among you,

 Onme becoming with,without making to fear ,without threatening, path showing time.one among you,concealing inner light,standing in front door.

 Accompanying in journet protected time.

( in window  peeping  wonder filled youth

Like  same shadow your friend)

Our time is different.

Behind stars  such god only

,if keeps steps towards us.thakadhimi thaka dhimi

 Beat of chest drum*maddale). On rising rising surely kills.

Who are you?

 

 Who have crossed border of Humanity lovely children of  creation god.?

Series of hills, in  slightly red  light of early morning

Bathed peaks.- blossoming  divine centre’s shining flower dusts.

Unbroken reserve light’s  beams(pencils),,lanes, steps, thrones

From theme(hurulu) blossoming coming field,seas of severe joy.

Resulted as intoxicated joy feelings storm

 Suddenly all all silence.

Mirrors”by their face only   flowing as river all beauty

Again sacking  again sacking in, simply sitting as gum9silent).

Mirrors.

 

 But we intensive feelings,,when inside is distribed will become  steam;

 Like breath  we will send ourself out.

,without returning again to distance distance

 In  Moments moments  also reduce  our feels. Like fragrance melting in air.

Yes, some may wishper in our ears like this:

‘true true hey girl full of my blood you you only.

You are not in this room,you have filled spring season body yourself….”

 Is it true? What if true? It is possible to hold us up to end?

We disappear in him,,we. Will spill around him. What is talk of those who have caught(arrested) beauty? They will not survive.

With nobody filling up eye magic beauty,

From their face flows continuously out out outside

 Like that disappear.likr early morning snow  moving  away from grass.

 Wha is ours floataway in air.like steam flying from  hot meals plate

O smile where are you going?o vision rolling towards sky,moving on chest sea slowly

 Warm newly new wave….

Yes, we are like that only, If so, we are going to melt

Endless beginingless, field will there be our taste? Thise angels(daivathas,gods)s

Emitted out by them only  light will they absorb aain inside?

But still few times- even by missing eye- inside that our

Power’s  at least little part is  it hided?

 On pregnant’s face, as feature of child  flashes-

Within themselves drowning again daivathas(angels) will not give attention to it.

(how is it possible?)

 

 Loved each other, they k now art of wishpering,

 They may tell  maddening sweet words

In night’s air’s dependence.because,

Each fact hides us then.

See,trees are present simply. The houses in which we are living are standing without moving still. We only leaving all behind,

Fly forward. Like theif air  moves unseen.

All all things as though planning become silent.

Aboutus. Might be due t to dome dirt

Or due to untold more hopes.

Mutually satisfied  beloveds and lovers

I am asking.’about you’right.

Have embraced held one another, but where is witness to your love?

See.Many times twelve handa  one another

 Finds out.embraces and holds.or my face

Tired due to old age, in their residence get rest.true  by that

To me a little sensation,excitement,.But for that much,mere that much

 Who will dare to live(survive)?

But, you will blossom by  his intensive feel attack.

at end,at once, inintoxicated peak, till requested you he:”this much enough,still more not needed…” inhis hand’s  touch sense net,

getting matured, like sweet grapes, filling up you.

 He getting relief, as he gets separated only,if  he can become niyou, I am asking you. about us. I know, you will touch intoxicated joy.because,

 To that touch ,there is opening character. Because, as that much soft

To body which touches your hand no death. It remains beyond time also.

Because  in moments of that touch, you will experience  niracadhi( timeless, periodless,durationless) time.

Like this you, by embracing only ive hope of Amarathva(deathlessness).

Or little less. But still,but still….. after  crossing  first sights fearful moments,

 After waiting  moments near window in anxiety

 After  completing walk once in garden:

 Listen those who lived, have  remained yourself as yourself?

 To keep kiss both of you lift face

To lips in front of lips,sweet lip drinks.

 But what a tragedy: in moment of union only,

is found leaving running moment.

 

 On greece’s all Samadhi stones, in appearing sculptures,

Carved out part postures(positions)  unbound control wonder in us.

Did it not make to appear?, in love, in separation  not filled feelings,

 On shoulder very light, very natural  showing by kept hands only,

Art’is not fact of this world’ did you not feel like this?

 

Observe those hands,,without burden have vrested upon  shoulder.

But there is power in muscles of  statues(sculptures). Bofy ful spirit( chaithanya) is there.

To these self controlled  statues know residence of truth.”To involve

Others means this much only. This much lightly  touches like this.

This only is ours. Touch og gods may be more harder than this.

But that is transaction(business) of gods.”

 

We also, filling all in oneself,adultrated such one human field

If it is possible to find out.

Fruit growing  our own a little wet soil,

In midst of rock riversBeacause our hearts also cross us  spill and flow.

According to itsels itself.

We can’t walk holding it’s path.

We can’t see  it cooling statue.

Or that  with still more richness, equal to gods, entering inside body

In getting still more intensive peace in getting we can’t move.

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Written in 1912

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Angels-daivathas, Thobias- a role in latin work ‘the book year of  thobit,

‘od head’- penis statue,(phallic image).

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3)THIRD ELIGY:

To  see beloved and to praise is one kind.Hiden in blood and sitting

 That gesitating mind’s  river god to invite. That is another kind

Her young lover-to her also how much he is known?from very long distance

That much only-by depths  of her loneliness.

(before she consoling her only, as though refusing her existence only)

Lifting head erect and standing

 About(regarding) lord of intensive lust(kama), what does he know?abba! standing  erect that head

Aha is melting.

 Drop drop drop of unknown(unrecognized), whole whole night in endless noise,

(shout) diping ancint hedathale(hoodhead?)

O,hiding  sitting in midst(waist?) of us onlys Neptune godess,making to shake gada gada his  trident

 Emiting from depth of heart, from whirl whirl cone, as though sounding, appearing  moment moment with force

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Fearful wind! Night  in moments when it is emptying itself becoming empty,listen that wind sound.

O stars,  desiring  face of beloved again again  beloved’s intensive lust(kama) has appeared from you only.

 Is it not?  About Her pure face feature his secret insight pure

Ia it notgrace of

Stars groups?

 

Mother,no, you also not, his eye brow bows

In anxiety of such expectation who made to bend is not yourself,that only condolence.

 One who knows his   oresence  particle by particle,hey mad girl,his lips are coming  joy’s indulgence,

 In expectation like bud, blossoming is not for your lips.s,not for you,floating like early morning cill wind

Walking tender girl.your little little steps in him,as they made  tempest  to run, is it Your feeling? Do you really think like that?

Yes, you made her heart to fear that is mere meetugolu(rowing stick…..?).

Hiden within him yuga yuga’s

Fears swallow him. Moment fter seing you.

Call him  inside you….but,that severe black friend getting released,to hide within yourself

Not easy.true.in chest house

Hides.new birth opens new life. It it yes? Is it true?? Did thirst attached to blood  fade?

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Mother,you are the one who  made to appear his kidship. By you only his journey started.To my eye vision

 he was tender.was newyou aroung his eyes, friendly arch of world is tied.,unacquainted

 You hide many world secrets.aha,where did those years fly off? On one side he, who knows nothing.

On another side, rushing forward, swallowing at once, deep depth(pathala).

In middle you delicate.s protected him.

 How many secrets you hided from him when night covered,residence of fears and doubts,sleeping room.

 

 Keptit safe. Along with his night field , removed out from my heart

Mixed humanitarian environment. You stopped lamp. Not in night dark. Sanding without flowing  your

Presence lamp durnt. Spilled light  like loved friend. In ground,in door, in outside field heard

Troubled screams  I described to tender like friend. As though knowing  that soundful(shabdamaya) listening,

Removed his doubts some how.On listening he breathed lightly. Was appearing free from fear.

 Standing by side of his cot, your presence then how much strong!receded back his fir relation.,long body

Receded behind  the long shirts(niluvangi) .water hided ans sat behind door.tumulting tomorrows reasting for some time,

Joined inside screen(veil) folds.

 

 He also that much only. While sleeping there a feeling of relief. For him only  you built and tied  soft sweet world

Slowly is meling. Below eye lids closed in sleep,sleep is about to come,-

Found safe…. But,inside, within himself made river who can prevent?

 

Who can send him to other place? In youth of sleep there was no not even little of

Pre awakening?

Had slept true,but

 Dream filled boy, burning fever’s  red faced exploding boy: he jumped into it’s body.

S no he is different only,newly new animal.excited vibration, disturbed body mind

Pralaya(total destruction ) has happened inside.

 Has spread inside it’s only  ugly design. Breath tieng (holding)roots, animal cruelty movements.

 Like this he who surrendered…..! how did he  love. Inner stage that world, forestship which had filled it.

 Inside him ancient forest, Filled in it, in midst of rotten trees, hert stopped. It’s colour light green.

 Loved he. Rushed inside still more, below. Cutting his roots only rushed forward.

Beyond that appeared

Source  srotha(……?).there already had finished  his birth death. With love only moved insde.

Still ancient,vessels inside. Severe fear inside slept  valleys. Full of it’s stomach

His ancients. Each demon knows him.is blinking like friens.yes,

Smile had come, wickedness alo… mother such sift laugh is rare to you also.

Laughing like this

How  not to  get loved  from  frinds he befor knowing to mind only love had appeared.you hi your

While protecting in body only,it surrounding him embryo   makingweightless

Uterus fluid(amniotic fluid) Had melted

 

 No our love will not be fruitful within one year like flowers.  When we lovebeyond memory

One life rasa flows through our arms. Dear girl:grasp this truth: we loved

Hiden within us  inm future coming on some daynot young manwithoin us falling innumerable ancient’s army. Not only coming child, slept at depth,like nondestroying  mountains

 Fathers , grand fathers also:

Not only that much ,ancient mothers dried up  rivers lands also-with it.

It’s fate’s clod covered

Or cloudless  below sky spread whole silent earth continent also.

Love girl,ll these,

Are truths which were present before your coming only.

 

And you,own yu, what you also know? In your beloveds

You only disturbed  ancient times directions, hundreds of jivies( lives)  which departed from us,

Made to emit within  himself intensive feelings endless noise. At that moment how many females hated you?

 In his yound vessels  which you made to appear deep black sinners army how much?

 Faded kids stretched their hands.

 To touch you…o softly see him

You as bold

Performing(fulfilling) some work daily. Lead  him from  troubling forests towards gardens.give

To him severe black night crossing  some fact………

Put control to his thirst…….

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FOURTH ELIGY:

O my life tree, when is your winter (autumn)coming?

True, to us and to  this nature crevices(joint) is left.no co living.

Our blood will not give hint to us.like lood of migrating birds.late,all all after moving forward. Suddenly we open ings

In air,compulsively fall of ground, sno rock covered on some pond.

Blossoms dries up

 Simultaneously to us  o flower to life. Some opening(therapu?)

Lions still wander with royal seriousness,,at some place,

They have no knowledge any weakness power of emperors (dectaters) to them given.

 

 But we! When mind is fixed on one thing

Wewre caight by attraction of another thing.

 This type of friction is born nature to us.

 See lovers, they have given hope to one another.

Field wide freedom, warm house, sweet- hunt,

 dash rushing in border of  lover and loved(beloveds)

 some one picture should be drawn.with much labour picture writer.

Prepares different kind of wall.

In that background  those lines clear,clean

S our talk ids different.not seen to us.

 

Ours only felings outlines lifehood (liveliness)  truth to us.know,

 from outside only pressing  (daughing)them  facts only.

 

In front of veil of  heart with fear anxiously  who is sitting?

Screen rised above,send off vision, easy to recognisewell aquainted garden.

 Is swinging a little in air.later dancer cameno ,not he.

 How ever much actively moved,his’s is dress decoration,it is worn poshaku(……..?)  birth.

 Quickly going to house playing in kithen man he is.

 

 Such half filled human masks are liked by me.

 Thread doll is mant times better..than this even grass is better.

 Even If nothing  it is filled.yes, in skin  grass will be flled. Strings skeleton, mere mere show face,all right can be beared. All these.

 

 I am sitting waiting here. Though lamps are pt off,

If anybody comes and says this much only finished’even if told like this

 Emptiness like  grey(ash) colour wind, floating on drama stage ,

Even if comes towards me, in my silent ancients, some one

Tough did did not wait sitting with me, at end female or

Grey coloured firm eyes that little boy without becoming friend,

Though has remained at distance  I am sitting.

 Right what ever ma happen. Yes,anybody can wait.,may see.

 

Is it not right what I told? You drank one sip you from my life cup

Result of my stubborn will power bitter liquid’s first sip.

Who drank  is you,father.

I was growing,you were drinking

 This much unacquainted tomorrows vision ,gave me upset .

 

Directionless goalless , along with my vision  you pained. Even now even now,

Even after becoming life after death

Hiding in me, shaking  sitting  for my goodness.

 As company(friend) to  noy crying hopes ,natural to those who have died,,centre of this existence consolation, cuntless equal minded bases(residences)  leaving

 To this my broken life….tell me,are my words not right?

 

And you, my lovely females, I started to love you a little,

For that only you merged  within me,in me leaving your love,,very quckly  I was moving away from you.

 The field (bayalu) in your ruhu(form)  was growing,was changing

When I was loving only it used to melt. Losing  ownness  everywhere.

You were not present inside that,tell

Are my words not right?

Now it is appearing  should sit In front of doll stage  should wait.

Towards it very severely, should see for long time? At end to my vision

Am I equal,

Becoming  should come ane daivatha(angel,god) there.

Grass filled doll and it’s skin (chakkala) bouncing lively.

It should be dome within a moment.

 Daivatha and skin doll: at end once true drma.

 Then  and now appear  whole  metamorphosis wheel movement.

 Present within us only,from life –seasons  runs play of daivatha(angel,god).beyong us upon us, if not others, are going to kill.

This truth  should be observed. What all we achieve here is  what a non real.

 

What a gret acting! For anything there is no chance of remaining myself by myself

O moments of childhood, then was appearing ,behind each shape, all features of paet time.

Some other world In front of us spread flowing river was not future. Every moment moment is growing our body mind.In our nerves and pulses their announcement.

Many times within us some intolerance. Why this much delay  this shadow this  blossom. We should also grow. Apart from leaving  growth  bot any other thing

For elders sake.but still, at the time where there are no elders: we ourselves only.,were becoming mad,then

 Forever towards remaining truths. Endful children standing  in middle of infinet.

We are. To word and  toys in between  divine field.,since beginingless time,

For this one sch incidence only, in prepared point.

Our presence itself is such incident.

 

Who will inform it’s true from to child?In it’s true base

Establishing it, who will give measuring  stick?

 Very hard so as not to swallow   bread  leaving in it’s  delicate mouth

Who  will become cause of it’s death….murderers inner mind easy to know.

 But  this? before journey of life starts only

Death, full death, to fill within it.near to heart softly.

 

Pressing?in spite of this much  to such life to not to tell know….

Yo  grasp this,to tell is very difficult.

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FIFTH  ELIGY:

Kindly tell me,who is this? These vagabonds(alemaries).like us  than us

More temporary never getting satisfied  some ritual(fate)

,since kidhood only

Has sqeezed  these cruelly.(that much for whom?) but still  that

 Sqeezed  these,has made to bend, has twisted.has tossed to this and that side.

Has thrown up,has again held, before only slipping  in oil applied air.

Not to fall down, they collapse.

Continuous jump- downs torn into pieces this tender tender on rathna carpet.

 Lost in infinet space this ,this much broad carpet.

This is present.like bandage  cloth attached  earth.

Sky spread on  sub cities,has wounded earth.as though telling.

This group comes here and stands like this,straightly, shaking, like ’D’ letter.

 In it’s own design.as though indicating  longevity of life contineously

Troubling the same tight fist has held them.Among them  even strong people also

Has hit and powdered. King Agastus like crushing  metal plate.

In play fun.aha, around this centre,,seeing keeping eye in eye, standing  blossomed unblossomed

Rose face feature—this  land carpet treading legs around,

By it’s own flower dust(pollen grains) getting pregnant going to deliver sorrow fruit,around  shalakagra( tip of pencil of light…?) as though forgotten body  seeing dull faces feature.

Is shining  in their  free faces.with boredom washed half mad smile.

 

There: white haired folds dry face body mind’s weight lifter old man,

To him now to beat drums itself is work.

 Has shrunken ,in this much wide, this much lenget  skin bag.

 Though there are two  inside that much big.where is that another?

He has already slept in grave yards, he has remained alone.

Ear is not hearing,direvction is not seen in husband lost widow’s body.

There

That  young man present there,he may be son born to sanyasini( lady hermit) and neck;strong body has filled up see.

By muscles and by innocence.

 

Children:

 Like a doll got by those who are drowned in water

You,this sorrow. While recovering from it’s shock……

Who appeared is you.

 

 You hey little boy.

 Daily hundred times your jump and fall

Suddenly falling,,simply dieing that pain

Withering from tree not yet matured  nut know.

 By movement only branches appearing drowning that tree

( to it within few moments only spring(vasantha,) summer,winter

Much faster than water)……..

Nuts fall on grave.

Few times

To jumping  fallingwork liytle gap

 Toewards mother a little love filled vision

She has no leasure. One kis per year.

 But that vision disappears  before eye closing only.

 Swallows it  your body……

 Without identity of feelings fear filled face….

 Again he is calling by claps

 

Again is going to start jumps and falls

 Before clearance of  pain near heart which responds bhada bhada

Burning maling to suffer feet pain  rushes by emitting.pushing back

Pain in chest. In eye border two drops tears

Inside salt sea….

In midst of all these,in face smile

Mad smile.

 

O angel, hold it press to chest once..

That little flower’s lovely root(herb)….

For that only create another pot,protect it.

Keep it for us,in midst of still unopened joys.

Let appear and come liking words,on that beautiful ash vessels

In bending pushpalipi(flower script).

“what is present here is smile of domba”

 

 And you. my lovely beauty

Mind attracting joy how much have crossed you,with how much silence.

Might have enjoyed your dress by your foot touch

Young  lass’s pair breasts lifting holding green silk cloth.

 

Might be satisfied in endless joy,,nothing other is needed.

you

as expert in balanced weight balanced mind

like that and this continuously rotating bending climbing shoulders of tjose these swinging so as not to fall…..

 

o,where is that time-place(country)- is hiden in my chest even now also

then there was no expertship to  these.

 

Were falling one upon another like that only distance distance

 Pair not matching bull and again it’s cow

 Like  going away in uniting  moment.

S then the weights which they were lifting were heavy.

S plates on bamboo(gane?) plate were swinging.

Now and then were falling tun…….

 

 Suddenly all changed.

 Struggling laboring growing in this empty space  name can’t be kept that piligrimage- where pure very little without our knowledge undergoes change-

It emitted jumped. Changed empty empty  very great.

 Work which desires skill also very simple.

No enthusiasm,no joy spill, as mechanical movement.

 Areas where dombas dance,o paris city’s this much broad  land

Beginingless, infinet,  lady weaver weaving place,this land’s

Life news. Path threads,endless  tapes knitting,tearing, twisting,

From them, border,falls flowers and artificial fruits doing design?

To each truthless false colour-

All what is done  is needed for winter of fate for vcheap shawl.

 

Anjel! In case even to us also if there is unknown place

 There on some undescribable rathna carpet.

Love- lover if get expertise,the skill which is not got here

Emiting to height in sky shining hearts macic(indrajala).

  As indulged as intoxicated enjoying joy camp.

 

Without help of lsans standing at distances, residing on roof

One giving support to another, shaking in excitement

 This play this figure in midst of seeing people

 Stopped without talk countless in front of dead audiens

 Without hesitation they on doing showing like boiunless clevers.

 

 Then also then also in front of audiens  grouppresent here

Protecting hiding, without knowing even  to us

Will they toss latent  joys coins?

At least then may come true amile

 Now false-laughing in domba people’s in foolishness.

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Note:Agustus- a strong  Poland king who was able to break  plates  done out of metals like  Iron,copper and antimony metals  with his empty hands only.

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SIXTH ELIGY:

Fig tree, Since many times myself,I have understood you in this kind;

You leaving blossoming as flower, make to indulge   your reserve  secrets

In fruit maturing before only, without noise with silence you branched out  upside down  branches,, like water fountain tubes send jivarasas.

Below and aboce,before fully awakening  and breathing only,

It becomes fruitful. In it’s sweet accomplishment(siddhi).

 Rising  Sitting  from sleep

Like god coming in swan.

 

But we, to delay and remain is natural to us.

Ayyo,we.In blossoming pride to us. Our final fruit’s very matured inner deoth we enter with much late.

 By that time to some unseen trait we yield(become sacrificed).

In few only desire of rising is filled.

 With much intensity,in fullness of their heart, they shining

Cross and stand whatever attraction. Blossoming shining desire,

On touching like nightcool air, their soft delicate lips ,crossing eye lids

They stand.

 Probably heros, in the same way they disappear in their tender age only.

Gardener called death  will have rwusted their  vessels. In another design.

 

These run forward: following their own smile.

 In egypt’s kanark temple in swollen sculptures winning  in front of pharohas

 Like horses  group running in high speed.

 

To this hero, to early dieing  children there is simililarity.

 He has no permanent  care(anxiety),no desire, his’s his gapless continuous upfaced movement

He moves, In moment moment dangerous  waiting  star groups

He is not at all got. There also, to anybody,but,

Fate which is silent towards us suddenly gets,,spirit

Sings praises sends him, rushing coming his storm in life.

 There is nobody who have not made ear to get mad. Floating coming tone on  on flowing air.

Burning severe black tone,has pierced me in only one moment.

 

 Then I hide with much joy,with desire of getting

childhood again,again childhood! Has spread whole life

in front of me. Reading adventurous stories with  blossomed eyes,arm on table.

 Eye on page.Samson is great valiant. His mother is blessed.

Previously she was barren(sterile),.later  valient’s mother.All appeared from her womb.

 

Mother when I was in your body only he was bold. Is it not?

In ego pride covering ,side pushing work there inside you. Had started it it not true? Hundred lives in were tumult.In you desiring to become he,but see: he choosed,held tight

 Pushes aside all remaining people……he remained True the piller  he mde to rolllater theirs.From world of your body emiting out,,more contracted than that,

 Later came to outside world. There also he choosed. Got success.

O nalient mothers,destroying  bank flowinmg   great flood’s sources.

 

 From loved heart’s tip pouring tears lasses  jumping,

Severe falls,when sacrifice for your son.

 

Because,,this bold,crossing residence of love like storm

When ever he goes,,reserved for him only  evry beat of heart, had lifted

Him still above above. Crossing border of their love.

Refusing these he who moved forward, rised pean and stood.

In end of closure of smiles-as statue equal to god.

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Notes:Like god entering inside body-Story taken from greek epic.

Samson- a valiant,

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SEVENTH ELIGY:

Not to appease for love. Now onwards it is not possible. Crossing such residence

Enlighting tone.

 To your cry that is not natural character. Instead of that,you

Scream like bird purely, harvest time emits it.above in wind

 Mostly shines to us it is paining suffering  spirit,yes,that bird.

 

In close sky lighhht bathing not lonely heart. To harvest no it’s sense-

You should also sing. Like that love mad bird.but only

That much reserve to her. Then she responds. Will find out you

Though not seen.silent-beloved. Slow slow appears  echo in her.

It gets warmth in you tone’s heat….

 

O! harvest embraces it and holds-retalks. Every where new birth’s

This song:first first  one or two questioning fearful words(notes)

 Nodding accepting day’s involving  in silence

Gradually a little bold tone. Still more severe.

Later steps,tone lader’s steps, found dream. Towards tomorrow’s

Temple-later high intensive sound. Later emiting,expecting fall

Like water fountain. It is play of breaks-hopes

Again is still coming summer.

 

Not only all sun rises of summer…..they changing,

 becoming day in first light no about twinkling wonder kind.

 Aound flowers like pearls softly.spread like figures trees that side

That and this side, that much strong,intensively filled days.

 

Not only…. Rolling twisting   not only small path ,sevening time

 Not only Grass fields after storm only filling inside

Not winder breath’s new new air. Covering sleep and

Not only indication of some fear……along with these nights.yes

Along with these high  courteseous  summer nights and stars also……

 These our land’s stars.

 

O at end all these should know infinetly

All stars,yes, how shall we forget those? How how?

See,I was calling my beloved only,but she does not come

Alone……. By their weak(degenerated)  samsdhies(graves)  appear and come.

 Will gather girls. Because after calling once how to

reserve it for one? Remaining immature  souls(selves)  will be searching only.

For this earth……children… In this base of soil truly got only one

Experience-enough if at least once- to one life.

How many times you put behind your beloved.joy intoxicated hot breath

Leaving. Like that only moved towards relief(liberation).

Truly to live here here is  amazing glamour .you were also knowing that.

 As though lost,as though tired appearing you.girls to you also….

These cities rotening,waiting for dirt in very dsirty streets

Who lived to you also it was known.Solid knowledge of existence you had also got. If not much for one hour. Or not that much also,between two moments

 

Not able to spend small little time.Is hat much not enough for blessedness? Existance was  filling spilling in blood vessels. But we? To us atleast  to neighbours

Needed jealousy.Otherwise know value to it. We are show off people(experts).

Fickleness of showing all to us.But, appearing to eye big even joy also

Allows you within me. Till we convert in our mind.

 

Beloved, this world is not anywhere else. Apart from within us,,passes life

In metamorphoses. External world shrinks  little by little becoming small.

First in residing house,now has stood  intellect created mansion. It completely belongs to world of  concepts. As though has still remained in brain.

Has tied  our time much power gatherings. But still they are formless.

This time pulled away from earth, trying ti emit

Like spirit. Now temples are not known to anybody. Nobody has it’s sense.

Heart’s  ukkanda(increases)  we have protected and kept secretly.

In case if a temple is  still remaining ,previously requested by people.

Worshiping, bending by kneeling, one such fact-moves forward.

That is as it is now, in coming visionary  world ,will not come to sense of many

It’s existence  (presence) they will lose in our time.,they within themselves,

Temple building chance,using still high pillars.,statues.

 

 Earth’s inert wheel movement in each turn  are present cuch people.

Country time corrupts.they have no past time. Now it will come even such future is also not there to them.

Even very near moment also, very far to human race(family).But should not be directionless.

By that we. In change protecting  recognizable works which can be protected still,

In work  should get merged still more.-yes it had stopped ince

In midst of dense population.  In midst of swallowing fate.not knowing which side,

In midst of  loss of direction(not knowing direction) , was standing it,as though remains for ever.

 

Bent ans saw stars towards it. From unbroken  sky houses.

Angel, that I will show you. There!it stands

Without beginning and end, vision. At end once directly,boldly,as undestructable.

Pillar,tower,door,sphinx, cathedral emiting beyond sky……all

Slight colour, blur blur  or unacquainted  city.

 

Aha What a miracle all these are!is it not? Angel,see see with wonder,

Yes,this is we.we o, great man announce.we have achieved this 

and showd. To celebrate  it also  long sigh to us.

Abba,even at end has not become fruitless.we such great fields

In using. These are our  chance,these are temples

Built by us.(fear to me,how much great is this field, to thid still ho much vastness!

 

 By floods of thousand thousand  years of feels it has not yet

filled and spilled.no disturbance) but that tower peak is also great.

Do you say no? even if seen  by making to stand by your side also  it is not that much small.

That temple is high…….music emitted  higher than that,it moved

Above, reached worlds which are not reachable to us also. Why that much indulged in love

Girl.she also,alone near window,night……..

 Has come to your knee height?

 

No I am not appeasing you.

Don’t think so. Even if appeased you will not come,Because,

In my head only is filled.”n’t don’t come” this complaint(appeal).s.you can’t come.

By swimming against that strong flood. Like arm stretched to those who come my call.and my hand is opened  this much wide. It has stretched above. Without trying to catch

Something….. whether for self protection  ot is it tone of awareness(vcaution)? There present above,not   reachable  solid(Ghana).

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EIGHTH ELIGY:

(dedicated to Austria country poet Rudalf casner)

Our surrounding life mass  is seing outside,next towards infinet.

 Our these eyes have turned  back. Have surrounded trees  plants.birds and animals.s catching  laugh and child like  cage(bonu)s

While coming towards liberation,,joy of jail

 Giving to them beyond our vision  unlimited vadtness.

 It’s truth may appear to us, In direction seen by animal eyes.

Syes,catching kids,beat and rotate we.

 From infinet to  place towards things.

 

 Infinet has sealed in face of  animals and birds.no death to it.

What we see is death only. In front of eye ,there is god.

 Their movemebts is always towards infinet.Like a fountain

Jumping from earth.

Once,even one day it has not spread in front of or eye

 Flowers are continuously  blossoming  that partless(orgaless) field(bayalu).

 World is filled every where, there is no place where there is no no for ever;

Pure high thing(para vasthu). Not removing outside,,not different

Which is itself in iself incomparable  wonder.

We should breath that only, we without desiring

It’s consciousness should be filled,endless place.

 

 Child can wander(walk) in it. Two three hours.

 Without sesnse of time, in movementless place merely wandering

May wither outside. As though path has missed again.

 Or some one may  breathing last breath  may become part of that Infinet.

To man who is near death death will not be seen.

Stands in front of him endless vastness(harahu)

May appear inhim animals like vision.

 

 It might have been seen by  love indulged, love herself,lover himself is obstruction to it.

Vicinity is got.intoxication rises.Aha abba telling romance

False veil got torn,base truth  is known,like this telling only again high(gahana)

He is not beyond her, she is not beyond him  veil(screen) of maya getting opened all field?

Bth of them return one to another,gold becomes soil,again old world? On things only  our vision is fixed,is it’s theme (hurulu,strength)seen there

Mere shadow of  relief  regions.It also became dull by us only.

Is seing towards us,now and then some animal somewhere

Peacefully,as dumb, in inside of in also  as known

Then also is seen that infinet’s feature.

 

Yes,that is fate; comes opposie(face to face),remains like that only becomes opposie that much only.

See,that much freely moving towards us

Going in opposite direvction, to this animal,,if it were to have consciousness of our kind only,

Would have held and made to rotated along with would have pulled it’s own  path as though ours.

 

 But it knos life’s boundarylessness,secrecy

  Present beyond  one’s field wonder, Vision in infinet to that,,innocent is it’s eye.

 What is seen to us is mere  forevision(forward vision) only,to it also has appeared all time.

In body of that time ,it has found itself,no old age,no white hait, no death to it.

S but still, in warm awakenness in this animal,has hiden sit severe sorrow sea,

,unbearable  pain heaviness.

 To it also like us only memory of ancients, inside only sorrow.

 now  we are searching that uterus(pregnancy) thens

was very near,was true life. To that and we how much soft relation

all are distant here. There  breath it had moived  inside outsides

That first houses later now present this shake,not understood.mere tumult.

 

Abba! What a joy,Takng birth in uterus(womb) only,breathing there only there only  pulling last breath  small insects.

 Chikkadu(…..?) jumps whike inside onlys,while inside only.

 Union muhurtha is also there only to it.

S world itself is mother’s  body(womb)  mother’s womb itself is world.

 

See now, half belief towards birds

 Inside also those know.know outside also.

To both they are outside some how.

It is like athma(self) of  Atruskan.from body of dead

Even if comes out. Wearing shield of body only,

How those are standing with struggle.

 Very difficult than that. Taking birth inside womb to be flied

Poor bats. Struggles moves.

As has lost direction.As though drowning in some fear.

That side,this side, all side rush in air

Like split (cracked)line  in tea cup.

Bat shakes,in evening poecelin(pingani).

 

And we are audiens.,everywhere,always

Vision turned towards material world. Never beyond that.

 It is flled within us. We arrange and keep it.

It breaks again,again rejoining,

We ourselves will break at end.

 

 Like this who turned us curved(bent)?

What ever done, how much  ever pitied,

As though going somewhere feel posture(bhaava bhangi).

Can’t we stay  residing in peace

Hll at very much distance.he on it’s peak.

Below have spread  flower fruit, land,wet land,valley.

Turns once towards it as though filling up  last vision.sees once.sees once more, nerely stands,

 Like this we have lived here. As send off only  as daily work.

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Written on 8,February,1922.

 

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Notes:Atruskan: An ancient belief in atrurian civilistion

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NINETH ELIGY:

 

Why? This duration  I should not spend peacefully like  larel leaves bush?

 Than all greens still more green,

in each leaf border  small leaves series(like smile of cool air)

why should we live as humans?-getting relieved from fate only

desiring for fate why this trouble?

 

 Che no joy is not present really.

 It is a product which is got earlier  in little hurry  which is to lost at end surely.Not merely curiosity, it is not training for  preparing hearts for tomorrows. Leave that.has green bush no heart?

 

Or to be here truly what a great(solid) work! Won’t you see?

 To  particle(anu) pollen(renu),grass,stick(anurenu thrina kasta)  our necessity is there. This world which changes moment moment  melting is calling us only.

To each thing one vision,once enough not moreand we are also one time only.

,but neveragain. But  exists this once.

To melt in that  whole,at least once .

With this earth  to present as  not knowing twos……but we are not without caught by death.

Intoxication of  staying for ever?

 

 We ill be struggling here now. Trying to achieve it.

Desiring to hold and keep it inm our mere hands,views

In congestedvision,,in heart which has lost words.s

In desiring for  us  to become that.. to whom to give this inner light? For ever let it be in our lap for ever is our desire.s

Ayyo has to go in empty hands to that another land.

Will ornament we have got will they come along with? Learnt since long time  appearing art? All incidents happening here? No not even one. Therefore found here hundreds of pains experienced here? More than all  love’s burden

And it’s endless rxperience?- what can’t be told carrying desire?

But later in midst of those stars why this kind product?

As they are present  now only  higher than all these untellable wonder.

 When travelers return,from side of mountainsin midst of valleys.

Shall he bring  mere fis of soil?soil which can’t be told anything to anybodys.no.

Instead of that comes,  new pure word he found and learnt.pure yellow

Same blue jension flower. Probably we are here to recognize and name it might be.

House ,bridge,fountain, gate, pot, fruit tree?more pillar. In you

You are inner body of those,aha, Even  presence not desired  never  dreamt  for ever. In front of eye ear bringing words! This clever silents,whon earth has graced behind bringing together

What is secret intention  hiden? In their endless limitless in joy’s  agitation (protest).

 All all things intoxicated by joy to vibrate wgat more?

Coming in-moving out, hosalu(door step). Tearing  old hosilu of old house

Without knowing to themselves,previous to them only line and like those who ccome.coming beloveds coming intoxication.

Who is in between?lightly walkingAha! To both who have loved this is

Day of blessedness.

 

 There is now,to  time to tell what is to be told .here is  mother house(thavaru) of all’s non existance

Become witness,talk,give body,Is melting in front of eye this material world which may yield to our experience. More faster than previously.

Ushing that world back  in place where it is presents gets body and stands another world. To this  conversion no mirror image.

 Changing inside only this process takes place.

Under shell’s shield. Inner something rows,again becomes anxious, for another new birth…..tollerates responds heart in midst of  hit of hammer

Like that talks tongue,in between teetg saw….

Talks,praises, making  temporary  permanent.

 In front of angel sing and praise grandeur of this world.

Untellable this land’s contact not needed to you.

 With amazing feelings, to me it is impossible  to win his mind is impossible to  you. You are still younger

 

He knows it from top to bottom,show him  our world’s

Simple facts. Many generations labored formed,remaining with us

Within reach of  hand and eye measure, facts request him.appears wonder

Within him- on that day in rome city to gane dancer became mad and stood.

Another day on the bank of nile river of Egypt pot maker’s skill made me to nod head-  like that appears wonder in him on hearing your words.

Show  him  thing’s inner joy’s peak condition.

Those becoming innocent,becoming ours only  present kinds.

Drilling sorrow also desiring to get name and form

Getting body, becoming material maturing in that, fading in it

 

Remaining that kind? Leaving instrument back distant beyond limit beyond that the  mere joy it gets.

On fading only remaining to this material collections it is known.

The fact that you are praising him

Momentary material world waits for our sake desiring relief

Fading before all only humas keeping faith on uspresent within us-o always  in all in unseen hearttham as whole as whole desire of changing is those’s.

Who ever we may be ,that is final Siddhi(accomplishment).

 

O earth is this not your desire?;to get rebirth in us.

 Though appearing as present, disappearing,is this not your dream?

On some day will disappear from vision.-then whole world

  Non –wold(Aloka). Your urgent order apart from conversion  what more you only tell.

 

O my beloved earth, I will do it.believe me.to win me

There is no need (pain)of me showing beauty of harvest-enough to me.

 One havest which I have eaten.Aha,one full of my blood it’s fill(full)

From beginning only I am yours,talkless mad.

You only are right.always; emitting within you supreme holy flash:

That itself ,to us well aquainted  death.

 

See ,I am living Which is support to it? Childhood is not becoming small

Not becoming small future…… In my heart is emiting  bouncing one jiva(loife).

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TENTH ELIGY:

One day myself at end coming out from fear producing from that vision

Should sing. In that song joy should emit and praise..to accepting davathas(angels,gods)

Reserve this song.  One Response of  heart veena be nishpanda(non vibratinmg).string becoming lose,shrithi(note) breaking,or string cutting

Let it make m to shine more. Hiden tears plant appear,bud out, let yield flower.

 his face pouring tears of joy.

Let make me to shine more. Hiden tears plant appear,bud out, give flower.

Condolence hiden within me nights how much dearer  then you are.

O unconsolable sisters why I did not accept you.

Kneeling  with still more politeness in your  bidunudiya  harahinalli

( in single word vastness?.......) surrendering like this

Why did not melt? We waste pain  moments  in overspending.

We peep and see beyond them also without drowning inside them fully.

For their closing moments. If really seen,,those moments these us like leaf umbrellas spread and protect.

 From winter chills. They are in seasonal wheel of inner mind on severe green time.not that much only they are seasons merely spread in  time.

They are places. Stations- and bases

Same soil.they are only houses to us

 

 But, streets of sorrow city  how much unacquainted to us.

There, by continuous  noise only ap[pearing coming in false silence

Is keeping steps with pride  teared statue moulded in  emptiness eraka(weld)

 

 That is twinkling twinkling  ainting noise,that is splitting(cracking)  memorial

Such sandy street consolations treads completely daivatha(angel,god). Giving ready made solutions surrounded by twinkle broken  church.

 Like post office of Sunday cleaning dirt(broomed)  putting bolt closed door

False support. At little distance…. In city border,in  noise of car festival

Swings of freedom!s dancing jumping with excitement domba’s group!

Have become stone, having goal as joyful moments only, shooting gallaries..They

Jump and fall.  making metal  sheet (thagadu) tone,some on young shooter when made to fall.

Celebrating his own luck, moves forward young man.

 

Along path  various kinds of shops attract. Beating dolu(drum), shouting calling,

Make him mad.see,’This is for adults only’! Here is body exciting(hairs rising) rare view.see see see, sowing of money,it’s only hundred times growth!

 Is standing naked on stage,see money things! Even a little is not hidden….all is opened kept-you have to learn. It will increase their valience.

Garentee,garentee….but merely a little forward.

Written’to deathless’ last advertisement on  boards backside.

 Transaction of bitter Vitter ware to those whodrink how much sweet!

 But they should rap(chapparisu)  sips,in the middle new new edibles.

Behind those boards nothing much is there.a little previously….vsion becomes real.

Children are playing,lovers have embraced each other.

On grass  bed,a clittle aside seriously.And dogs

Are doing what is natural to them.

Young traveler moves forward…..it seems he is loving

Young sorrowful lass……

Behind her he has also come and stood.

,in midst of grass field.

 

She tells; it is very long walk,o our house is there….

‘where’asks young man.simply walks behind her,has caught him her body and mind.

Her shoulder her neck-may be she of great family but,he leaves her.

Again returns, sees back and tells send off(desperation)…… But vwhatnis use?

That young girl is ‘sorrowful’.

 

 With those who go behind her,only those who have died in young age only

Ther’s is  beyond time first innocent condition.It is peaceful From breasts of earth they have pulled out face and gone,. She waits for girls.She develops friendship  with them. She shows her clothes and ornaments to them.softly:

 Pearls of sorrow and smoothly woven patience silk covers-

She walks with young males silently.

 

But,there is valley in which they live,among sorrowful women one

Answers to questions of tht young man.much back,-she tells like this-

We are sorrowful.we wrer very strong   community.our elders

Were working  in mines at base of  mountains there to you even in males also

Having ancestral sorrow smooth stone crystals are they not seen?

Or some fire  coming from  hill’s body, which has become  piece of severe anger stone .yes It had come our own mine which is seen above..

Once we were also ich…..

 

Now she carries him slowly softly in vastness of sorrowful  worlds.

Sjows pillards of temple and  very peviosly this earth

Who was ruling with viveka(wisdom) sorrowful world’s prince’s broken fallen

Fort walls.

Grown to height tears  trees of tears,sorrow flowers blossoming  fiel’s vastness,

(to those who live they are mere  small wide green bush .)

Shows again, grass grazing sorrowful groups

And rarely one bird with fear flies above.

Within boundaries of their eye measure

 

At distant sky is scribbling writing of one tone.

 In evening snow fall towards grave,he behind her.shows

To’sorrowful family’ warned elder’s house,people who predicted

(foretold). But as dark covers walk slows down. See that appearedlike moon bathed in moon light.Seeing all  sky height sphinx gods face.

 This is that statue which is residing  solidly on the bank of nyle river.

Might be twin- hiding secrets  box face.

 Wonder filled they see. Human’s king’s face which is permanently lifted to  sky height

That queen  serious god’s face.

 

Died recently is it not? His eyes are not yet adopted to  this vision yet.

 But her straight vision,produces fear to owl ehind crown’s border.

That bird gets down  gets down  by beating wide wings slowly

More bent than it’s face along cheek of god and after death of young man

Coming new

Spread in listening  region as though written on small paper,drills

Undescribable outlines.

 

And still above stars. Newly new stars of  sorrowful world.

Slowly that elder sorrowd tells their names-see, there is

‘traveller’,see  that is ‘danda’(tick’ and big star group present there callsas ‘fruits garland. Later next further in dhruva(north) direction) ;

‘cradle’’path’’burning book’ ‘suthrada doll’’window’….

But there,in south sky, like blessed   on palm like pure lines

Shines ‘mother’ named star….

 

 But that young man  has to move alone forward

Carries elder ‘sorrowful’ him

Up to deep valley silently there in moon light is shining

 Ancient fountain(source) of joy.She names it with honour.

And tells-it in midst of males.

 

Elder river-

They stand in hill line base land

Embraces pouring tears. Tells send off.

His ascend is lonely journey.Adima(ancient)  rises sorrow mountains.

In silent path no sound(echo). Even step sound is not heard.

 

But, those who have merged with endless death

If rise within us like fireflame they may show.

Leafless below hajel tree stretching body  towards  male flower  koutkins

 Or in spring(vasantha)  coming down from sky towards  black land  rain drops.

 

And again happiness will attack upon us,we who know like this

It’s severe  increasre gets down and spreads

Feelings which cover uswe experience. Become under other’s control

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Notes:

 1)Dukhithe-laments,

2)City of pain

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RILKA’S POEMS (PART 3):

 

64)ORPHEOUS,YURIDICI, AND HARMES:

 

(this is on eof very important poems of Rilke  which comes in greek Epics(puranas). A story which comes in that is base to it. Orpheous is  god of  Music and poems. Son of Apolo god. He likes and marries forest god  Yuridici. But after some time she dies by snake bite. Orpheous decides to bring her back by goinmg to  lower  world. In that work he gets help of his father. Wnen he went there those gods accept to return her on some conditions. Orpheous should go in front. Yuridici and another god Hermes follow him).

This poem starts  from the moment  when orpheous.yuridici,and Hermes when they returm from lower land:

That is  lower world’s mine,riddle, secret, where athmas  (selves) are filled.

They have walked without words in severe dark.

Like silver lines of  middle of war.

 Blood river has emited and moved,in between roots,

Searching towards human world.

Like stone rocks blood is also hard,in dark spread around.

Apart from no other red,within eye measure.

 

Rocks were there. Peak stones were there.

Forest done out of snow were there

Brhidges which had measured  shunyas (zeros) were there.

Bottom below, pond above were hanging(swinging)

 Like rainy days cloud covering earth.

 O hint of objects(bimba),

ash coloured water body.

Giving place to all,,in midst of green  field

Like cotton roll path is flowing

long ,lonely ,dull.

In this river they appeared.

 

In front delicate young man,deep blue cloth,

Silence has covered, patience has disappeared,

vision fixed at straight forward

is swallowing  path , as though  hungry man eating rice.

hanging are hands, from folds of long shirt  tightly heavyly

 like rose creeper crossed (kasi) to olive tree

has become part of left arm. Song filled  lyre.

He has no sense of it remaining.

 

Is felt,as senses are cut as though torn and distributed,

Vision runs forward forward,like dog searching for hunting,

Some why stops. Wants to rotate, again emits forward

Like curve of pah to side  again stops, patience as zero

But ear?has remained  back like smell.

 Few times  it remains back,walking towards it,,hoding steps sound

As though has brought  back again  that is felt to him.

Their arrival is his sanjeevini?

But next moment only……..

That is resound(echo) of his own step

or sarabara soung of wind of long cloth, which is which is source of  siund?

He wishpers himself ’they might be coming,how not to come?’

He himself screamed again, melted in air.

‘thgey might be coming,but their step sound?haa… so soft as not heard?

Once,only once, shall I see them again?

(they only,if seen like that,if seen once,about to be closed this work  dpoils.)

 They both will be seen,are coming so softly’.

 

Deity in chief of  travels,family god of messengers(message carriers)

On shining eyes travelers   head cloth

Has stretched   thin(Sapura), path showing stick,

Wing responding  pair legs.

Laning to left arm, though touched as though not touched:

She female who hs got that much love,female who delivered that much pain to  beloved

 Full of his instrument tearsreflection,by that had born  long sigh heat.eye tears crossed sea, male’s sorrow, by song had born one new world.

 

Took birth new world of  condolence,

 Whole nature got rebirth.

 Forest,valley,path, village, land, river, animal,birds

Rotated rotated another Sun.,using this world.

Another, star fixed noiseless heaven.

Tears filled heaven. To that it’s own bodyless  stars.

She got such love.

 

Now she has walked. With kindness filled god.

 To walk has become trouble  grave yard’s dress.

Stubbornless,anxietyless, noiseless soft walk.

She has drowned herself in herself.

Like female who has got child in body

walking in front male is not seen

 to height height  life  towards carrying  is not seen.

Merged herself in herself. Becoming eye of desires beyong thay border also death has filled.

By sweetness,by secrecy, like filling spilling complete fruit(purna phala) she.

Has filled and gone with death. Arrival  union not known.

 That such experience how much new.

 

 Now her’s is  newly new lassness.

Now she is reserve unbroken beauty, again has covered   shyness mark. Like flower with closed petal in evening,

 To her body hane now unacquainted marriage,life,

 Touch of god showing path also.

To her gift(bagina) of pain

Like kiss  got without acceptance.

 

 Now  ids not blue eyed beauty,

 Full of poet’s poen shined soft  beauty is not  she,not,

 Who had become intoxication  -fragrance of  this much wide bed she is not,,no,\

That husband’s that property..Not at all now.

 

 No she is,

Has spread like open knot,

 Like pouring rain has  has torn

She is  like distributed grain storage(kanaja)  gad got distributed.

 

He is already separated now.

 

 Again suddenly that god stretching hand obstructing stoping her,

 When told like this with tears in shking tone,

‘he turned back and saw’

She did not know anything. Softly told:

‘who’?

 

At much distance.

In dark beyond shining outer doors

Some  body other was standing as though,not clear

Was not clear their face feature.

 He stood and saw

 

  In midst of  grass field  ,on flowing path,

Sorrow filled fce’s,lord of god’s messenger

Simply turned. He kept step behind  lass(fe,male).

She already at distance.

 Has become trouble to walk dress of graveyard,

stubbornless,hurryless noiseless  soft walk.

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65)ALCESTHIS:

(NEW POEMS)

(Alcesthis is princess coming  in  Greek epics. One who wants to marry her  should tame lions and wild pigs.This was challenge. King admetus  with help of Apollo

God wins. After marriage as he had not given  sacrifice (bali) which had to be given ,he had not given.So due to anger  Artemis godess had given curse to him. Instead of him if anybody is ready to die  he will  survive  this sub curse was also there. Afte many years,god Harmes comes and tells  gives message that king should die. To die on his behalf  old parents and   and nobody will accept. Biut his wife alcesthis accepts and goes. In oriinal story  valiant Heracles brings her from pathala(lower land). Using the same story  uripidis  has written one drama. In this poen rilka has done  modifivations as per his  poetry intensions(wishes)).

 

Later,

 Suddenly had  come and stood  divine messenger.

S In marriage house  guests noise.like mixing end masala. In food  boiling vessel.

Guests continued to drink. Though seen as though not seen

Arrival od god inside did not come to their notice. He also same.

  Concealing  prabhavali(aura) of divinity  so as to touch body

Like one among guests  walked forward. But in midst of half talks

 One guest. Found fearful face of prince.

 

Prince who has sit stood up.

 As though somebody  lifting holding up  him

Ravu hit face(blank face) his whole existence.

Was surrounded, was talking was mirror to unacquainted fear.

Tumult becoming itself  by itself.

 

 As though water becoming clean  afer disturbance  by mud,silence every where.

 Like mud soil  remained at the bottom of vessel a little wishpering words

Breath tightening  fearful talks. Held in between lips  old laugh smell.

Now all of them had Identified. Holding killing intellect

Had stood in front flower delicate god’s feature.Though requested  stand of no leaving stubbornness. People had already got hint of truth.

 

 But still when he opened his mouths, ununderstood truth,illusion to all.

Admetus should dir,no other talk .

When? Now only one hour time.

  By this time he had broken shell of fear  and had come out.vibrating hands

With politeness stretching forward, as piece of jiva had dne bargain.

“few years enough,,don’t, youth burning one year is enough

Let few months,weeks,godays. Only one day,

one night that night is enough…..”

no,Harmes did not accept, Then he started to scream…….

Had emitted  screaming sound from depth of body,,gapless sorrow….

Previously he had screamed like that.he swallowing pain of birth.

Came to side then that mother,old woman, father also came,old man with skin folds. Both of them came stood waitingold people,weaks,helpless

He had also not seen them with that much vicinity

Now aw,silent for a moment, swallowd spit(saliva) once ,later told like this:

Father

Remaining few days  poor life, do you want?

 You have lived long enough, spit out remaining

And you, hey old woman mother

Birth completed,,giving birth completed. Why should you live still now?”

After telling like this, In tight fist   as sacrifice animals  held roughly

Only one moment,that ia all, left them pushed aside.

A new thought, smile in face,like pump breath

Started to shout like thi: ‘kreyan,kreyan’

 

Mere name that is all,,no other talk, mere talk

But in his face ,in hava bhava(style and feel?)  untellable

Another name was shining. Wanting sacrifice

Was exciting.stretched hand and gave it, young man to guest,to his close friend.

Again told like this:These two are old, only two gulps  to death,

Teared,tired, valueless,you  creyan you.

What a youth ,what a beauty.

 

Did not keep step forward such  that friend….

He remained back only,who came is she,

 Than his feelings still little small

 In  dullness faded marriage dress..if touched becomes dirty, bathed in pain,

She weak,,she is sorrowful,

All remaining are her  below lg feet dust only,

Came…. Came….still forward( as though opened in pain,

In his arms she comes and joins)

As he was waiting she talked.

Not about him, her talk is only with gods

He is asking. To all these  body only is ear.

 

No others can give jiva,It is my right.

I am already hi property now. Remaing people ‘s life is remaining,

Mine is completed. Previously shined my life’s beauty.

 What has remained tell,now in that? Death  only that much death.

 Did she not tell  that godess  who sent you  towards this side?

The bed inside belongs to  death like this.

  Right I will tell departure to all those ho are dieing,

What is got is that much only. Below this male who is husband

Buried all thse treasure,let it fade.

 Let disappear  like this  I am going holding this path.keep step.let us go from here show outgoing path to me

In am dieing,already  myself for him.

 

 Like storm shouting on sea   as though  she has died earlier only,

Divine messenger came and stood near her

Very distant from her husband.he and she.

Saw towards husband,simply noded head.

Three life  of this world threw like dust(dirt).

Youth rushed forward,falling by missing step  walked towards them

As though in dream stretched two hnds.Then they are alreadt distant.

Has already walked up to  fort door  there are filled.

Tears filled women. One more time he saw girl’s face

She saw towards her only for one moment.

 Full of that face shining smile like hope.As though he  has given promise,

From pathala(lower world) of death.

 

Again coming language, still more complete

Towards him who is still living….

He.

 

He closed his face by his two hands,

 As though praying kneeled.

 Except that smile no other vision

 As though not needed to me.

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66) ROSE BUNCH:

You have seen,angry persons becoming  angry.

Two boys knitting in pure hatred like animals chasing  honey bee group

Fighting in soil you have seen.

Actors of false words,humbas who  make show off,you have seen shining.

 High speed(snake speed)  horses collapsed  to earth

Has turned above eye ball,has opened teeth,

 as though has come out from shull’s mouth.

But see now:  kind of all these facts going forgotten,

Here is rose filled flower pot.unforgetable magic.

 It is filled with existence(presence), bending head with politeness

By uncomparable lovely flowers.

Gives to others themselves,no sense of giving also,

Are simply standing there,as though our part only:they are present as though model to us

Noiseless life life.endless blossoming

Fills field without touching  inside

Thing only saked various kinds of treasures.

No worry of  outer lines,no hurry,no worry of deficiency

Pure pure in coming  meditation. Wonder glamour, delicate body

River of light flows inside,has filled up to border.

 

 This kind another such thing do you know?

This wonder: petals touch and love petals

By that only appearing excitement?

And this wonder: a flower blossoms like  opening eye lid

 Below it spread eye lids only  not anything else

 In them is bouncing desire of seeing world.

But still eye lids are closed,some sleep’s burden

Has covered us as though.

 

See further, this unequal wonder.

Must move light mass  crossing these petals

Filtering hundreds of black clouds petals search

Arka(Sun) retains one drop severe black  dark

In it’s very dense shining thread becoming lose

All threads erect and stand. Flower’s male shalake see now,

in these flowers what an activity.

 Light is moving in very small angles

Difficult to see.spreads everywhere

Festival of light,to not to see is difficult.

see  this white flower,,has blossomed well

widely opened in between it’s own petals

appearing coming from sea this beauty

see this how it is shying red how?shyness.

In ctowards pannir rose,onfusion has turned

Has remained back only  coolly  flower  drowning within itself

All opened body becoming white standing along with few flowers

This is present lightly,is present  bending due to burden.

 

Is this dress,is this burden,is this wing,is thisor is this face mask

How to tell? Vision is of viewer’s.

What a wonder,kind of  these becoming naked.like beloved in front of beloved.

Is there any birth  which these can’t get?

 Here like this spread  empty empty yellow flower

Previously might have  one lass’s peel?

Same yellow  still ore dull,still more deep orange

 Rasa(juice) of that fruit only,

Was not it flowing as rasa of same fruit?

And this lovely little.it’s nameless  pink colour

 Giving(stretching) to air has bcome  little dull

S getting bitter taste of Lylak flower.

Is this tired by blossoming only?

Aha! See this: upper dress of female’s  smooth silk.

Along with inner shirt.detaching both she as though emiting out.It is here,see without forgetting. Various colours  breaking if touched

Porcelain body figure’s pingani small cup.

 Inside it is filled  small hill’s relatives make up of light.

 

At end this: Inside it mere it’s house only

No place to others.

To merge themselves in themselves.

All these flowers are indulged in that work only.is it not?

To involve means meaning is like this: to convert outer  world

As one fist of  introvertness(olamukhathe)

Air,rain, patience of harvest,,hesitation.

 

Flowing without gap monkey’s mind

Fate waithing in disguised dress

Evening dark of this earth.not only that much

commiting  mistake  mind’s love,escape

 coming covering clouds

 distant stars non clear  influence??

Withdrawing all these inside to keep quiet simply

Now it has rested worrylessly

In roses spread in field.

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(‘A bowl of rosws’.translated by Galway kennel  and Hamnak)

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67)FOR ONLY ONE POEM…..:

……..Aha,if written in first stage of life  onlyand completed,\,to such poen no value of even three coins(Pennies) also.for that one has to wait life long. Themes-kernals(thirulu,summary)  should be collected. If it is possible for long life still good. At end,may be possible to write ten good lines also. Because, as people know ,poems means not feelings.(If seen so feelings come in early life only).

 Poems are experiences. For sake of one poem, many cities,humans,things, should see. Should understand animals. Should respong to fly of birds. While blossoming at morning done by  small small flowers wishper should be heard. Moving back in time, in unacquainted  unknown paths sjould be possible to keep steps.Unexpected visits,previously expected separations,,still secretly hiden child hood days, should be possible to  make to come to mind. Fathersmothers. When joy bringing things are brought,,refusing it, paining them also sjould be remembered.( more over it is  joy brought for others). Troubled in your childhood,got new new forms, even diseases also  should reside in mind.Sorriounded by walls,spent in silent rooms,endless days. early morning minutes which have come at sea bed( bank,shore), and svayamana sea,,seas, deep dark nights, long journies run  with stars,if all these are remembered,If thought about those that much is not enough. Should there be memories of nights spent in love joy. Such each night should be different from  remaining all nights.labour pain ,females screaming in pain,,then only giving birth to child, again becoming secret vagina,drying up,whitening, sleeping silently young  women,

These should also lnown to you. Only this much is not enough ,sitting by bed side of  those who are dieing, should have responded to them. Those who have died slept,open windows, shoud sit in noise flled rooms. Not enough if there are hundred thousand memories. When there are lakhs of memories, to forget all those you should be able. Till they come again  by themselves waiting much patience is needed. Because memories are not  important by themselves. When they become blood flowing in us,when our vision happens, when they become posture,,losing their ownness,when they change into oiur parts only, then,then,then only it may be possible. In very rare  wonder moment,in midst of these, first of poem takes birth. From there  it’s own path to it.

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68) FACES:

Have I told this now already? Now I am learning to see. True, Now only I have started. Not yet learnt fully. But I will use properly available time.

 

 For example  in this world  how ,many faces are there.this did not flash to me at all. Here there are crores of people. But there more faces than that. Because each man has many faces. There are many people who keep the same face and live for years together. Naturally it tears and becomes dirty. Tears in borders, Like ‘gloves’ worn in long  time journey  expands and becomes lose. These are very simple interested in  limited spending. They will not change their favces. They will never make it clean.’what has happened to this? This is  well only!’tell. to make them to accept that is not right for whom it is possible.yes,you may think.’to them also there are many faces what happens to those’like this. They store them. Their children will wear thems.few times. Their dogs also  wearing those faces, walk. What is wrong in that? Face means face.

 

Many other people change their face very quickly. Putting one face after another quickly, they spend all. First  thinking that there are many faces with them .  But by the time they are forty  years they will come to end face. True, there is some tragedy in this. They will not be knowing  to look after  their faces properly. Last face  tears within  one week.full holes  in it. In many places  it will become thin like paper.Later slowly little by ;ittle  what is inside starts to appear. Faceless face,faceless face. They will wear that only and walk.

 

But that woman, she had drowned in me completely. Her face was resting in  in her hnd. Paris city. Nothredem—des—champs  road’s one corner. As soon as seing her I started to walk slowly. When poors are thinking  they should not be distrurbed. At end to them  Idea may flash.

 

 That road was very much empty. To it’s emptiness there may be borsedom.That pulling out my stepsfrom below feet,was walking itself  taka tak as though they were  wooden feet.s That woman feared. She came outside from within her. How much quick and rough means ,her face remained in her face only. I was seeing it remaining there only. I saw it fallen there. I was empty shape. To merely see  hand only  it became indescricably difficult.getting pulled from face was remaing in  that woman only. To  not to see towards that side I had to try much. Seeing it’s face from one side,  I shook. But waiting there  peeled face, naked head to see to me there was much fear.

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From’ the notebooks  Malte LAURIDS BRIGGE’

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69)FEARS:

 Room in fifth upstairs. I have slept on cot. It is my day without any  intervention of  outer facts. Like needleless clock.  Thing was lost  since long time. Inm it’s soft routine place. When it disappeared ,with much more newness,without losing shine, somebody was looking it’s safety..Like this one morning s as though reappearing aain.: now on my blanket. Here and there appearing since my childhood  feelingshave sporead. As though new. All forgotten fears have come now.

 

 From border of my wo;;en blanket(kambali)  erected standing small wollen thread..like   hard steel needle strongly strongly sharply, might be fear. My night shirt’s this botton  bigger than my head,heavier,bigger fear. Just now fallen below  bread piece as it fell to gound only, changing as glass will get into pieces.. and when it happens so al things will get broken.and it is not possible to repair them.

Like this intolerable fear. Now myself  writings of letter of letter opened just now  which can’t be read by anybody ,as though highly valuble thing . to hide it no corner of this room is not  safe this fear,If slept  charcoal fallen in front of stove  may be swallowed this fear.In my brain some shape beyond measure might grow and explode  fear; Fear that I might have slept on flat stone  of granite,,grey colour granite. Fear that I may indulge in screaming,

 

People in grous groups ,with compulsion, might break door of room  fear, by  telling all fears which are hiden in my inner mind, fear of opening secrets.  It may not possible for me to tell. Because  anything to anybody  we might not be able to tell this fear;-and other fears.

 

I requested to find out my childhood days again. Now it has returned again. It was difficult to to remain as previous only ,it seems to me. As I have grown  as  adult, no use has become

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From’ the notebooks  Malte LAURIDS BRIGGE’

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70) TO RETURNED  GIRL FRIEND –SEND OFF:

In name of POULA MADARSON-BEKAR(1876-1907)

 (This poem is one of important poems of Rilkey. This is written in memory of his friend and co artist poula madarson –bekar.she was famous artist of  twentieth century from Gemany. He meets her in  worsweed named place. Next  who became his wife clara vestaf’a friend.)

 

Our many people have become non existant. Have disappeared from mind.

All of them now peaceful,satisfied, worryless in deads world.

They where they  are present,,myself in me.

but you only you will return again.

Who touch body and move away,wandering here and there,

Who want to show your presence. Dashing to some thing.

 

No, from this new consciousness appearing slowly

Sacking don’t call towards me.

 For some fact of this world,are you struggling?

 Did madness held you  my friend?

 These are buildings built by us only.

 No base on earth  to this  our world

 Shining phala phala of our existence on surface

Reflections only.

Only that much,only that much.

 

 I had thought you are rich, this such  knowledges path.

Why did you return again? This tumult to me.

You- crossing aall females whom I know,

Have  seen  many worlds and come.

Female  who has achieved  a lot!

Made to drown in  fear. Your death-no, that is also not true.

Death came attacked  like black thunderbolt. Cutting our life into two pieces.

‘till her death’ and’from that day to oday’.

How to clean  remaining life?

Now this is our daily  anxiety.

 But you ,you also had feared?

At this moment also fearful  tumult?

In the world in which you are  present what nis meaning to fear?

Poula, In that  infinet joy leaving at least a little.

 

Why have you come to this world again? What is here  now except zero?

There wonder of first moments ,mind fixed some where.

Did you not get to your arms endless beginingless  grand morning.

 To me who has  grindeddrunk secrets of this world .

Some dissatisfaction had pulled and brought you.

From that  is world  which you had embraced to chest.

 This arrival suddenly  awakens me

From happy sleep of  dreamless state

Like a thief who has come through window.

not kindness which you had shown to world,your re arrival.

 It is not that kind of distributing  inner joy.

In that world  worrylessly,,as having got all.

Like a child who does not fear to wicked

Floating here and there you have come this side

I I were to tell…

No,it is not true

Now pain and request have filled you

It is drilling me. Chills even in bones also.

Has cut like saw, heart blood shed(sticked).

 

 Insult of severe bitterness that your ghost may do is very less.

If more , it may scream at night.

I may move inside inside still inside

In lungs,in intestines, carrying name heart

In empty room,may hide with  shake and tumult.

But that bitter also,at least half of this dumb request  also

May not drill me.

 

Tell me what you want?

 Have I to make journey your friend

To lands which you have not seen.

Though not seen,as though seen in front of eye,

To regions which have remained in mind only?

Has some place remained here

Suffering remembering in your separation.

Has anything remained behind.

Which is dearer than your prana?

 

Right, myself in rivers of that land will spread hayi9flag)

Will search in valleys and ditches.

 I will ask questions about their   ancient  traditions.

Stading at house door  lasses(women).

Wii chat.will wait and see.

 Calling children into house.

Laboring day and night in lands and wet lands

merging in works of yuga yugas.

  Those who have Covered   surrounding earth  will see whole body as eyes.

I will ask to carry me to durbar of their king.

Giving bribe to priests, will keep step in  temple womb(garbhagudi).

 In front of  statue of  elder god stans alone.

Will learn all  what is to be learnt

will do journey in direction of animals.

In their peaceful presence some part slowly

I wll make and give place to  flow in my body parts.

 

 At depth of their eyes I recignise my existence(presemce)

 At that depth  entry to me for few moments only.

Those without giving any judgement ,peacefully

Sent me out again.

 I will ask to come  gardeners of that land.

I wll listen list of flowers. Telling that I want them I will get them.

In that ear mad names  soil pots

Hundred smells, little I will bring for you.

And fruits: I buy fruits. In sweet of that fruit,

Earth and sky of that country appear again.

 

Because I was knowing fruit’s world well.

Matured fruits.

You those in front of canvas,in whit vessels was arranging neatly.

 Weight of each fruit was balancing with  your colours.

This  also you were knowing: even females are also fruits.

And children: from moulds present inside only,

They have got kinds of existence9presence).

At end,even  to  you also it was possible to see like fruit.

Came out from dresses. Brought naked body in front of mirror

Kept steps in it,merged. Stood in front your  view only.

But you did not tell like this.:that bimba(object) is myself,instead merely: ‘this is present’in your that vision there was no wonder,no pride and prejudice.

There was no attachment of me and mine. What a severe emptiness(shunya) it is?

To that vision there was no desure of even  about you  also,

It does not needed anything.

What a kindness of saintness(santha thana) it is.

 

Yes, that that remained in mind  your picture.

At depth of mirror, away from  all this world ,it is yourself for you only

Given motherhouse(thavaru).

 But now why like this?

In that picture  in bead necklace which had worn,

 In colour pictures  peacefyl worlds,not remaining weight is there. This feeling is coming to me.

In posture you are dstanding only  you are indicating some danger’s doubt.

 Out lines of your body  like  lines drilled  in palm have you graspe?s now they are appearing to me unchanging  fate.

Come sit in front of  me in candle light.

 To become face to face not even  thill of fear to me.

 Till returning  all rights are there. They also like others.

May stay within our eye measure. Remove tiredness may return.

Come, for few moments  both of us sit in  silence.

 See rose plant sitting in corner of table.

Even hesitation to  surrounding dark  present also

 Like brightness covering  you.

True, it should not have   present here.

 But it is blossoming  in flower garden ,life drying up there only.

To me and that truly which  relation?

But now it is living, in pingani(porcelain) vessel  leaving company of  mother house(thavaru) soil.

Thjis my knowledge what is use to it,meaningless sterile feel.

 

 If that knowledge if it appears in me,,you don’t be afraid.

Now it is emittinh like fountain,trying to understand.

 It Should  be known. Even if praba goes should be known.

Your coming should be grasped. As blind sees material world kind

Your fate is coming within  circumference of knowledge. I can’t tell it by keeping name. somebody  from depth of that mirror,for having pulled you out,

We shall ccept. Let us pity for that. Is it possible to cry  in this birth.

No:you can’t cry that is seen to me. Then also.

You filling in that matured vision  pressures of tears poer.

All truths inside you. All spirit rivers.

Was seing  as some art.

To it has appeared it’s  own world. It’s  own full life.

 

It was about to close,your art journey. Last step towards  completeness(paripurnathe).

 But, ruling of accident started. Pulled removed you to this world again.

Towards jail where there is hunger and  desire.their’s only law to bodies.

This pulling had also not taken place at once, what was pulled was one fist of flesh.

 Around this  every moment grew reality worls.

It got swollen,became heavy, It troubled you  by  desiring your life.

Right,you went,you became pieces,again came out from uda(puce,mauve)holdings.

As torn broken,as true suffering , bending head to  fate.

Dream becoming powdered,becoming true in pain.

 

Later, warm soil bed, from depths of heart

Diged and removed, green green seeds,your death’s bud breaking out

Seeds:yes,death your’s only.complete death.final ascend of  whole life.

 

Theme of your death you only have swallowd

Did wonder appeared to you? In that  meals(thutthu) also  was there any taste?

Unexpected by tongue sweetness piece.in mind beyond senses.

Then only you were so much sweet,now appeared honey in lips!

 

Come now, we shall reduce sorrow burden

Doyou know?

Yiur blood came again on listening your call,

Rolling out,suffering  own divine path

 But how much  slowly with disinterest.

It became  without desire it’s rejourney.

This body losing direction  in nooks and corners why flows again

What  an insult! How much  doubt.

What a wonder. Holding tearing path of uteus.s

Middle journey had completed,tiredness had covered.

You did not leave it.pulled,pushed forward,

Towards life of wife,towards labour room.

Like a feared sheep walking towards  sacrifice  chir(place)

After completion of these,you wanted that blood to produce happiness.

 

Right it surrendered.it enjoyed.

 Yur illusion to you only:’like remaining difficulties this also for some tme,

Again journey towards art.,found dream.

  By that  time only tou were in time already, and time has no beginning and end.

It tears like that only,gets great birth

Body ache(malaise) which made to suffer long,leaving few days,

As though time has suffered  again.

 

Your life appears how much small merely gone  empty moments how much? Endless powers making to shine, from future paths bendin sacking,turning towards  maiintainance of child seed,spent in silence  how many infinets? Is this fate of female? what a painful work? Distributing   wok of all spirits(chaithanya) . That day,coming day,again  coming day. You did without anger and grumbling.To do that work only tied waist and stood.s severe beauty weaved up to that.Pulling out silk  threads in another design, started to weave.

 

Then my words, giving tone clothes of torn pieces,

 Turn shaking,rotating around  your death’s pieces.

If only one were  enough to cry,….no it is not enough.sI ashould do allegation,should show criminals

No,from inner life not that malle who pulled you out

( I can’t tell who he is. He is also like remaining all)

But in this one male,I see all males. Within me at depth  somewhere hidden clear  one picture emits.

Time when I was child, That purity oof childhood  which had resided in me,and life theme(summary).I have no desire of describing it.

By that knowledge have to tie god’s messenger.will emit him towards sky.

 Going near him  bend head to god and tell.

This world’s story.life sorrows of my friendlass, Because

These pains these sufferings have remained since long time.

None of us can prevent this. This false  love’s entangled pain

Today  has stood on  traditional madness base.

 

It tells I am other incarnation of justice.,fattens doing injustice.

Show me.doing  authority on female,

Eligible only one male.,not holding oneself that female sathva(power),Which male can hold my chest? That too now and then.

Merging in joy, sees power of ownness.Immedeately,very quickly

Throws ir only at distance.like child playing with ball.Inpeak part of ship drilled  Naik(naike?) goddesses statue.

 

But why to get in hands of captain? It moves,it emits.

Plays with sea air. Crossing hands of those who have held flying passing.

Like that we males also can’t catch female’s sathva(power).

We can’t call her near us. She in her existence fongure wide path

Will be walking.as though miracle safely. Now she is not seen us.

 But some maleif wisves wicked to her…then finisher song condition.

 

Yes,this is bad. Among all wickeds this is true wicked:

feeling of relief hiden in love,all within us

with help of freedom not to extend that is wicked.

What we have to maintain in love is only this much.

To allow one another freely;to holsIs very easy.

There is no need of learning it newly.

 

You are still here only? Are you standing in some corner?

You knmow all these things well. How much it was possible to you to achieve

You had lived by opening  to all facts.like filling morning.

 

 I know women are drowned in pain.to love means

To be alone only.In are will buil a new world.

They know to convert loving things.

 

 That is their mind’s talk. I am engaged in both.

In love and art creation have blended in your head.

But,the fame which you may get,that art

Will pull off.makes ugly.

 

O, you who found all fames as dirt,grew beyond thatemained you are.

Hough seen as though not seen your presence. Day of reedom assing next day morning

Grey coloured day as though to bring down colour colour flag.

 

Awing buty also inside,breathing softly sat you are.

You had only one desire.colour picture labored throught year.

You did not finish.

Ome how it did not finish for ever….. Now also if you stay here

In midst of this dark making my tone to appear

On weak tone waves,your atma responding if there is some place

Listen to my tone,give help to me.

from this world which has been earned with so much labour

to return is very easy.to hell of that world which we never wanted

we are caught in cage(bonu), like seeing in dream such knowledge.

 May die there only for ever without rising up there only.this can  also happen.

This may be known to person  who has labored filtering blood  through out the year for some work.

It is impossible to continue them.Impossible to cross  earth’s attraction.

It collapses to earth,as useless.

 

Yes for lowness of daly achievement,for art achievement  very old enemity.

Help me,to understand that truth.to spresd to world.don’t return.

To remain as dead with those who have died like that only

If possible for you,don’t come again.But help me.s

Without disturbing me.

Because,few times to remain at distance only gives help.

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‘REQUIEM FOR A FRIEND’ 1908

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TRANSLATION OF RILKA’s FULLY COMPLETED ON  14.1o.2024

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