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Tuesday, February 20, 2018

ಸ್ಪೂರ್ತಿ!


In the pic : Maneet, my friend's son :)

dinavu udayisuva sooryanalla
tampereva irulalla
beesuva gaaliyalla
suriva maleyalla
naguva maguvalla
aluva mogavalla
hita mitavada mishranadi adugeyu poorti
anteye kaviya manadalli mooduva spoorthi

novige nalivina lepana
malagida nenapina sinchana
bhavodvegada narthana
sallapada aalaapana
jagake hidida darpana
kaledukonda ashrutarpana
bhavanegalu aadaga bharti
kavite geechalu mooduvude spoorthi

Translation:

It is neither the rising sun
nor the soothing night
It is neither the wind
nor the pouring rain
It is neither the smiling baby
Nor the weeping face
Inspiration to a poet is
Such that the essences of a satisfying recipe

Smearing of happiness to the pain
Sprinkle of memories to sleeping heart
Dancing of the emotions within
Beginning of romance
Mirror to the world
Mourning to the lost
Inspiration to a poet is
That which happens when emotions can't be held anymore!

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