Spgm 033 - We Will Never Forget Poem by Rajaram Ramachandran

IS IT A PEARL TRADE?

"In return for the pearls it gives,
The sea-wave takes the flowers.
Do you also wish to give pearls,
And take away our beautiful girls? "

"Our Pugar Town is famous for pearls,
And also for the charming girls,
So, the pearl trade is the main,
Our livelihood, for our gain."

THE LOTUS BLOWN.

"I can see the lovely girls' play,
And their stealthy pathetic display
Of the down-falling-bangles
From their red forehands."

"Seeing the swans and the flowers,
Burst opened the blooming lilies.
My lover also yielded to your desires,
Not knowing your evil designs."

THE SEDIMENTS CLEARED

"Just like the wine, with its bitterness,
Intoxicated the drunkards in darkness,
You spread diseases among girls fallen,
For which there appears no medicine. "

"The sea-wave deposited pure sands,
To cover sediments with its hands,
Like wounds pricked by spears,
These girls shed their helpless tears."

"Can such girls go and clean
All sediments from the ocean?
No, but still they took courage
To clear this Pugar's outrage."

NON-PERCEPTION OF COLORS..

"He saw the sea-crabs
With their own pairs.
Also in the flower garden
He saw me, not as a burden."

"He lost his self feeling,
And his mind was wavering
Like the sea-waves roaring.
I'm also like this thinking."

WE WILL NEVER FORGET..

"Has he forgotten me?
He has no grace for me?
His own self has he lost?
Or, about glorious past? "

"Let him go like this.
Oh swan, listen to this.
Let him go away any time.
But I won't forget him."

"The unpleasant evening,
My eyes are weeping,
For his long separation,
Leaving me in desperation."

"Oh lotus, you the charming,
Have you seen him here coming?
If you see him here any time
Of my sorrow you tell him."

"Oh sea, you sprinkled your water,
Wherever the chariot of my lover
Traveled on the sea shore,
Where have you gone forever? "

"Oh sea, what can I do further?
You've no justice for me here?
You're for my lover who left me
Why this way you're against me? "

"Oh sea, you too never feel,
For my love sickness to heal,
Like my lover who deserted me,
Then to do what is left in me? "

"Oh you, the roaring sea waves,
Oh you, the garden of flowers,
Oh you, the swan with your paramour,
About my agony, why not tell my lover? "

"Long live oh you, the wet seashore,
My touch with you, what I had before,
By your partiality, you lost it forever
More due to your liking for my lover."