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!