Bidige chandira - the crescent moon

Translation : Crescent Moon

Be it in happiness or in pain

you are lit - like a Crescent moon

heart is brim with the scars of yesterday

yet you spread that brightness  everywhere...

let behind the  gloominess
spread across the open sky - like a Crescent moon

Darkness was a chapter in yesterday's life
yet I see the sea of sorrow held up in your eyes...

Like those raindrops waiting to pour,
are you hiding behind the clouds - oh my Crescent moon!!

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!