Honestly I never knew, how, when
and why ?? Sometimes,the love songs
was humming inside me. But now-a-days
I want to ink down those words on a paper.
Maybe lockdown helped me out my inner writer..-
It was when I heard the giggling rivers
enjoying the company of womanly figures,
It was when I gazed at the ageless sun
greeting the creatures with its majestic turns.-
You drew yourself
In my heart
That one painting
I could never erase
-
ಹೆದ್ದಾರಿಯಲ್ಲಿ ನಿಂತಿದ್ದರೂ
ನಿನ್ನ ನುಡಿಯ ಕದ್ದಾಲಿಸಲು
ಸಜ್ಜಾಗಿದೆ ಈ ಮನ..
ಮುದ್ದಾಗಿಯೆ ಬೈದುಬಿಡು
ಕೋಪದಲ್ಲಿ ಸುಮ್ಮನಿರಬೇಡ
ಸಹಿಸೆನಾ ಈ ಮೌನ..-
Take away the poet in me
I will turn into ashes
Cast them in the river
The rhythm it follows is me
Take away the poet in me
I will turn into ashes
Bury them in the soil
The bloom will sing my legacy
Take away the poet in me
I will turn into ashes
may them remain unattended
But,
My words will never fade or die-
I Recongnize her every curves and edges
To be her soul's soul
my heart always pledges
The curve of her every smile
And her charming eyes that hypnotize
Today and till my last breath
I will recognize
-
"Just write what you feel...
Your writings should not be
effected by what others says to it.
Just keep penning down...!! "-