Poems of Aduri Satyavathi Devi Poem-11 Childhood Shared witha Babe Telugu Original: Aduri Satyavathi Devi English Translation: Munipalle Raju To have a glimpse of the new-born On our invitation You all come flying and land here like beaming butterflies – Moving freely with teeny weeny guests We embellish the evening superlatively. And elaborate the string […]
Continue ReadingPoems of Aduri Satyavathi Devi Poem-10 Melody of Open Wing Telugu Original: Aduri Satyavathi Devi English Translation: Munipalle Raju The reverie stretches long-like an ocean unbound, The sight is far ahead by one century full The waves of Tanpura deep down the throat Shake and dance to unsettle the spinal beads The burning spark of […]
Continue ReadingPoems of Aduri Satyavathi Devi Poem-10 Melody of Open Wing Telugu Original: Aduri Satyavathi Devi English Translation: Munipalle Raju The reverie stretches long-like an ocean unbound, The sight is far ahead by one century full The waves of Tanpura deep down the throat Shake and dance to unsettle the spinal beads The burning spark of […]
Continue ReadingPoems of Aduri Satyavathi Devi Poem-9 Under the Shower of Honeyed Poetry Telugu Original: Aduri Satyavathi Devi English Translation: Munipalle Raju When the heart turns to a battleground When the battle itself is the essence of life The serial of aesthetic dreams split – Splintered fine dust of broken glass Liquid honey slides smooth on […]
Continue ReadingPoems of Aduri Satyavathi Devi Poem-8 Festoon of Lights in a Jingling Festival of Joy Telugu Original: Aduri Satyavathi Devi English Translation: Munipalle Raju Uninterrupted in my inner niches For ever in some corner or other A dancing Jingling Festoon of lights A constant Festival of Joy Enacts a play of life and letters! Would […]
Continue ReadingPoems of Aduri Satyavathi Devi Poem-7 Reflections Do Not Talk Telugu Original: Aduri Satyavathi Devi English Translation: Munipalle Raju These are the fragrant smells of perfume Rained by a human shrub drop by drop. These are the thrills in an echoing breast Roused by whiffs of a scented feast. These are the tears of our […]
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