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Mangesh Padgaonkar
The Night Did Not Stop
At All
You said— 'Stop', yet
the night did not stop at all
Like unknown birds
in an unknown land
the fleeting touch
of a half-acquainted feather
plaintive, lingering
remained behind...
You said— 'Stop', yet
the night did not stop at all
the sensitive glass of the mist
was breaking, one felt
and through that seen, scattered—
mysterious Japanese fan
with strong coloured pictures...
It opened on the horizon ...
just to melt away...
You said— 'Stop', yet
the night did not stop at all...
the delicate sleep pitcher of the night
filled with the water of dream-Jamuna
was emptied again,
the cowherd maidens of trees
were hidden in the veils of darkness,
I learnt that they were not there !
Both realized
The trees were trees
Old night of branches
and green leaves—
sprouted to drop after ripeness.
Translated by
Prabhakar Machwe
Flowers, Birds, You And Me
Flowers I have seen
since my birth…
Their colour
Their fragrance
Rhythm blended
Their dance
Flowers I have seen
Since my birth…
Unexpectedly one day
You came with flowers
Without a word you smiled
Those were wonder hours
Since then their appearance
Was newer and loving for me
Together they all seem
As if they’re smiling for me
Now I love each flower
Just for you
Like those pretty moments
Every flower seems new
Now I have for each flower
Sweet blossomy explanations
They have developed with me
Mysterious hearty relations
Birds I have seen
Since my birth…
Their floating
In the air
Lively smooth
Colorful layer
Birds I have seen
Since my birth…
On that melodious evening
Fortune was in my hands
I was in the sea of joy
Holding your shy hands
A bird was singing
Romantic tune that time
From the deep dark green lands
Now I want every bird
Just for you
Like those touchy moments
Every bird seems new
Now I understand
Birds in a better way
They are beautiful singing parts
Playing in my romantic play.
Translated by
Tushar Joshi
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