It was a Devi temple
In my native town
Where I had the darshan of the Devi
The Mother of the Universe
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I walked down a Tamil street
Drunken of the elements
Cold gushing gales inebriate
As it poured cats and dogs
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The elephant of our village temple
Passed away the other day
We drowned in sorrow
It was a dark day
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The British ruled us Indians
We wanted freedom
It was given but then
Hot-heads who looked
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The cranky kid cried all day
Its dad tried several ways
To console, then he found a way
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(This is my humble attempt at translating Mr. E.S. Unnikrishnan's beautiful Malayalam poem 'Anyam Ninnu Poya Jeevithangal)
The tribe of slates having gone forever
extinct without heir
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Come again, come again
Outside my window
As dome-shaped saucers
Shining an ethereal light
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Kalam is no more
A sage has passed away
A saint of action who lived his words
A human god who trod among human forms
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I am King Kong
The primal angst
Where is my Ann?
Place her on my palm
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They were two thugs
Tough men
Who fought for their territory
Like animals in jungles
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