sundaram chandrakalaadhar Poems

I and she, standing close, facing mikes,
Melted our voices into golden fibres of melodies
To the accompaniment of percussions and strings
And poured out our souls in mellifluous tunes into mikes
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I will croon million 'thanks' on my journey
For even the tiniest shadow
That the smallest plant spreads underneath!
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O infant just out of womb
What are your thoughts
Of this world?
Who makes you to smile?
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I GIVE BIRTH TO A POEM!


I am about to give birth to
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YOUR HOLINESS, THE AUTUMN SEASON!


Hey, Autumn Season!
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O TOWN AND CITY TO DOWN AND PITY

O towns and cities!
If anything goes amiss
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HI, bird of spring! what is your name?

HI, wonderful bird!
What is your name?
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Hi..Bird of Spring, What is your name?
[Part-2 ]

The pleasing painting of the morning
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On the streets of cities
seeded thick with people
impossible it is to swing our arms
as we try to inch along-
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The hot Summer
drew out the sparkling Sun knife
out of the sheath of Night
and closely shaved
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