Tempest of time (poems)

Tempest of time (poems)

-Kondapalli Niharini

Translated by Elanaaga

40. Full Stops of Questions

The saliva of clouds said
it cannot swim against the deluge of
doubts, writings of tears.
The heart is not glittering anyway;
mud smeared water colour on its gem.
Chose only some though it was said
all the children are equal.
Asked to distribute at least some red hue
This is an occasion of a disaster when
the hands that sowed letters in paths
were put behind bars.
Is the inner essence of silence so vapid?
When the sky is replete with light,
the claps ofpoems were heard
at the nation’s front gate.
Now it’s in moans, heaps of masks;
in the causes of justice and injustice!
While the whole world is singing
surprise songs, the fiery rock is calm!
It is said that everyone is safe
behind the groups, castes, and pens!
The senseless rants mingled in
oceanic din did not weep then.
All the vapour of reasons turned clouds,
and became the first line of a teary epic.
Full stops of questions are wetting heart walls!

(With pain for apprehending a poet)

Published in NamastheTelangana paper

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(To be continued-)