The Nature Of The Poet Poem by Varanasi Ramabrahmam

My dear poet, who echo
Inner feelings in words artistically
Listen to me, do not be dispirited and feel tired

The enjoyment of and praise from aesthetic lovers of poetry
Is the real recognition and felicitation
Not getting the awards or prizes

Expecting which reward the tree is giving sweet fruits
For what award the clouds shower and rain
The Godavari does not flow aiming the Nobel prize
The water-fall does not jump down the heights to climb Jnanapeetha

To pervade the nature selflessly
And cause joy without expecting anything in return
Is the nature of the river, the cloud, the tree
And of the melodious cuckoo

When you are overjoyed or blissful or distressed
The resulting sweet experience or piercing pain
Is given an aesthetic form in alphabet by you
You are the sage; striving is your duty
And compassion is your within

The nature ignores praise or denouncement
Does not allow them to affect it
It does its duty in a detached way
To become cheerful or depressed is unnatural

Do not stop your frolicking play with the words
Do not leave your tenderness in feelings

Flow like a river and make sounds like a bee
Torrentially rain like the black cloud
And brilliantly shine like the Sun

Be the pretty moon and spread moonlight
Through the whole earth and give
Pleasantness to every one

Merge and dissolve in the nature
Fly and be a source of light in the sky

To be depressed and dispirited
Is the nature of the human-being
To remove sadness and aches of humans
And cheer them is the ultimate goal of literary creation

A poet must feel depressed only to compose the verses
Otherwise he is the ever-flowing hill-stream
Melodiously singing cuckoo of the spring
Ever glowing and illuminating source of light

Hearts do not melt or be cheerful
And compose verses for awards or prizes

My dear young poet!
The selfless and non-expecting nature is
Your role-model and your nature too


'Godavari' is a major Indian river
'Jnaaanapeetha' is highest Indian literary award