Sunday 31 August 2014

The Crescent On My Turf


Penned By B D Narayankar

Lest I become a poet, in your love, my love

In the mirror of my heart, I saw you again and again
Into your eyes I saw, saw love brimming for me
Your searing glance I saw, saw piercing through my heart ...
Lest I become a poet, in your love, my love

Gorgeous is your complexion
Lithe is your body
There's magic in your voice
There's clink in your words
Every grace of yours is love
You are the Crescent of this turf (earth) ...
Lest I become a poet, in your love, my love

Seducing my heart is 
your soft, plain appearance
These shy, drooping eyes 
deepens love in me
I will lay my life for you 
That is my sole resolve ...
Lest I become a poet, in your love, my love

Saturday 30 August 2014

The Evening Bride




Translated Song By B D Narayankar

Somewhere in a far off distance when the day sets
The evening bride steps in coyly
In the courtyard of my thoughts
Someone (beloved) lights up lamps of dreams

Sometimes without any reason when my breathe becomes heavy
My eyes well up sitting idle
Sometimes with a mischievous intent, dripping with love
Someone (beloved) cuddles me, but can't see ...

Somewhere, sometimes two hearts don't meet
And somewhere else, emerge eternal acquaintances (relations)
Sweet is the problem, enemy is my heart
Even though mine, bears the pain of others ...

My heart knows all my secrets deep
How did all my dreams turn gold
These dreams of mine are my own
Their shadows wouldn't divorce me ever ...


Tailpiece:

I see myself  in this song - this journey began from my school days. Always wanted to translate an hence ...

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