Rekha Mandagere Poems
Freshness of love made me lively
To give up the life of solitude boldly
Year after year we loved happily
Hand in hand ever walked closely
Shockingly arose a whirlpool of strangers
Who wished to measure the worth of lovers.
I spiritedly climbed the hill in a second
And swam with the tides to far beyond
They uttered in chorus Great! Great!
But the final test to win was already set
Plucking away my root was only their trial
Implanting New Belief was their word final
Hearing that terrific crime I was taken aback
Inner voice cautioned me never ...
Oh lord, let others do operation
Spare my only child from separation
Take away all my pleasures
But ever forget to grant my only treasure.
My child's heart is full of goodness and innocence
It is the spark of great brilliance
He never thinks again to sacrifice
You are Papillion even to the world of malice.