I should have cried much before
There was high temptation to remain alive
Even in the big preparation for death.
On the other side of the window
In the modern city's lighted geometry
The heavily flowered Gulmohur trees were being felled
Oh! I should have criedmuch before!
I could see the sad reflection of a little smile on the lips of flowers
I was arranging them in my conscious and subconscious mind
Out of attachment
Like the thoughts capture you in the tragic end of a drama.
All the vacant space of my inner being
Was filledwith anger and sorrow
Oh! I should have cried much before !
In the brightness of electric light
The insects were appearing
like known peoplefrom previous birth
Their language has become worthless by now
Morning was amply lighted
The soft stream has washed away every thing
Oh! I should have cried much before.
I could see the sad reflection of a little smile on the lips of flowers...I trace it as the epitome of this magnificent piece of poetry! Extremely well penned dear Bharati Apa.....10
" On the other side of the window In the modern city's lighted geometry The heavily flowered Gulmohur trees were being felled Oh! I should have cried much before! " Wonderful translation
From your translation, Bharati, I gather you’ve chosen and presented to us a rich poem. I was taken with “the modern city’s lighted geometry” and kept reading. Thank you. I see there are yet more postings by you which I’ll look forward to. But I feel I need to sign off for now. -Glen
In the name development and expansion, trees are being cut mercilessly! It needs only a few hours to clear a tree but it needs several years for a sapling to grow into a tree! Once when it is in flower or fruit, it is suicidal to cut down a tree! Gulmohar tree in full blossom is a ravishing sight and when such beautiful trees are cut down, it is natural that a sensitive poet is touched with painful feelings!
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keep sharing why the eastern gals and guys are always for death preparing twill come one dy some day f not today w/o warning so I pray be happy and gay till the writ morning you won't even know all will come cry then wipe off and go what of sorrow
On the other side of the window! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice work Bharati! Nice work!
Muny thanks Kostas Lagos for your kind appreciation.