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| I wanna flow.......... |
The feature of the frozen heart
Multiplied, multiplied, counted and counted
Something that had solidified
Turned a rain drop into the deluge
Yes, it must melt, move….
From the snows of collective solitude
From this very bad goodness
Into humanness
Into barren lands, fertile fields
Moist dried eyes
How long can I bear
The heavy tear drop that
Doesn’t turn a sugar droplet
At the corner of the eyelid cloud?
In the anklet tinkle of lamps
Where there’s no sound of light
Along the numb streets
How many aeons is this journey of darkness?
Want to teach words
To the songs of air in the dumb bamboo,
Want to tap and
Awaken the spirits of the rivers.
Telugu original: “PRAVAHINCHALANI UNDI” by PASUPULETI GEETHA Eng trans: jagaddhatri
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