A Night in My City

 

A Night in My City 

Sun sets in the western sky

Stretching its orange arms in the horizon,

Silver clouds reflect the golden tinge of the sun

Slowly dark veils descend on the earth.

Flights of birds fly across the sky

leaves of the  peepultree murmur the evening hymns.

A puff of cool breeze works its way through the woods

Hark ! I hear the chiming of bells from the shrine nearby

 

Sound of the wheels die down ; puffs of smoke subside

noise of the crowds become whispers.

A few stars peep out of the clouds

The silver clouds become dense dark clouds

indicating the oncoming of a night shower

The thick green foliage get ready to receive the rain.

The parched seeds under the earth are ready to sprout

 to make this earth a greener one.

            My Mirror 

 One morning I took a mirror    
 Looked into it to see my face
 It fell down breaking into pieces
 each piece was a mirror for me.
                  
                      I looked into each piece
                 each  one was different
                One showed a cheerful face,
                 One a sad,one a dejected one,
                 one a depressed, one a frustrated o
                 one an anxious one,a curious one.
    
  One a sickly indeed,a desperate one.
 How many faces do I have, I thought
 Perhaps a thousand and more
 like the scattered remnants
of a dream seen forlorn and forgotten.

Sleep Baby Sleep

  Sleep Baby Sleep

 

 The moon rises in the eastern sky
The clouds float slowly in the sky
The stars gaze at the sleepy earth  
Lulling everyone to sleep  

sleep baby sleep 

listen to the silent melodie of the earth
closing your little eyes to dream
of all beauteous forms on earth.

sleep baby sleep

dream of all fair things
the blue sky, deep ocean  and 
the vibrant rainbow.
sleep baby sleep 
dream of the unknown lands 
wherein fairies and witches wander 
with their magic wands. 

sleep baby sleep  

dream of the little blue boy of Brindavan 
on the banks of the pristine Yamuna
dancing with His Gopies 
playing on His reed luring his cattle
the silver rays of the moon make  
the earth an ocean of milk 
spring arrives at the touch of His feet 
the woods echo the sound of His anklets
the silk robes flutter in the breeze waters of the Yamuna bicker down singing His glories. 
there is laughter everywhere in nature.

സ്വപ്‌നങ്ങൾ

സ്വപ്നങ്ങളെ  മുറുകെ പുൽകേണം

സ്വപ്‌നങ്ങൾ മരിച്ചാൽ

ഒരു ചിറകറ്റ പറവയായിത്തീരും ജീവിതം

പറക്കാൻ കഴിയാത്ത പറവയെപ്പോലെ

സ്വപ്‌നങ്ങൾ നഷ്ടമാവുമ്പോൾ

ജീവിതം ഒരു വരണ്ട ഭൂമിയാകും

ഹിമത്തിനാൽ മൂടി മരവിച്ചൊരു വയൽപോലെ.

         

• (  ലാങ്ങ്സ്റ്റൊൻ  ഹ്യൂഗ്സിന്റെ  ഡ്രീംസ്‌  എന്ന കവിതയുടെ  പരിഭാഷ )

A Prayer

Make me the vibrant music of thy flute,   my lord

Make me the yellow robes that adorn your waist

Make me the feathers that adeck your crown

Make me the garland that decorate your broad chest

Make me the crystal waters of Yamuna that washes your feet

Make me the tender grass of Brindavan that little feet crush

Make me the gopies that dance around you.
Make me the Yesoda , the mother of the  divine

This is my prayer unto Thee, my Lord.

Lullaby of the Sea

Lullaby of the sea

I lay on the sands beside the sea

Gazing at the dark sky as far as I could see

Listening to the roar of the waves

They thrash upon the coast like thunder

Rising up into sky like an enchantress  

Slowly emerges music in the air

The rhythm of the waves changed into a song

A wind blew upon the earth

Waters of the sea moved in mirth

The strains coming out from the heaven

The sun goes down into the sea

The crystal water reflect the orange rays of the sun

The breeze blows in quietly to soothen my thoughts

The roar of the sea slowly changes

Into a melodie that lulls me to sleep.