[15]Emollient and charming song  All the persons whom I love intensely I  won’t expect all of them, in turn, to  love me I love them and like them to my mind’s full. An indefinable brightening charm, surging in them leaves me spellbound  in more ways. A strong incitement/temptation makes me a worshipper They who drew life’s experiences from tears are all great souls. They with the strength of their right thinking and  within differentiating volition travelled to fathoms deep, into creation plank conversing with the pages of history and with songs of toiling lots worshipped the charming beauty of this creation. With the crystal white sheen, they offered wave offerings to the world in sizzling stints Though they don’t know my identity,  I anoint all those power filled  souls with all dedication and devotion. I measure the distance to the sky adding wings to my emollient and charming song. The song which I rendered, is unpolluted and compassion filled and is still resonating in the arterial zones of universal heart. All the sounds that thrilled the creation and sweetish chants of ’OM’ make the people on earth turn up, as dream merchants On the earth getting lotus flowers, bloom to the full These pious sounds, allow the streams of beautiful rivers to flow

[16]   Bewildered  Autumn notes .
The sage who silently steps on the earth
bids a farewell to all the disease stricken ideas
and  invokes, incessantly , the cyclonic stormy gales,
  which can sweep away all the dirt .
The painter, who with a strong devotional urge, draws up the lines meaningfully,
expresses his thoughts, in all sweetness surging from inner  depths of his heart
and all these are rendered  to the full  satisfaction of the creation .

All those who rally round in the drains of contaminated  filth.
and others   who were  imprisoned in the subdued thoughts
and Who  are sipping ,the pints of  bonded slavery life,
can’t understand the greatness of this eminent  sage,  who  is exactly an ascetic.
This genius can practically  mesmerize the  Sun and the  moon
 and  can affectively restrain all  their movements , henceforth by sheer commands
He is such a  delight  that can be  delivered  only by waves of  cool breezes
and has an enormous,  depth expressed in charming grace ,by the azure sky .
The music that denotes the splendid beauty of the creation in high esteem
carries them,  all   away to the world of  perseverance and dignity
duly sounding the notes melodiously,   and as well by lighting up the soul lamp.

However,  it couldn’t give forth, any pleasure,  to this sleepy world.
All these humans who could not  grace, the tender shoots of this tree of humanity at large,
 and who  can  never allow the sweetness of the of entertaining songs and   notes  of the life’s lute,  to  flow into the green meadows  that  stay ahead  in stints
must forever  remain here,  as dwarfs , on  this noble  earth.

Then, should all the fruits of penance thus practised by these pious hearted sages and pure  soulful ascetics,  for the welfare of this world,  go in vain ?
and all the rains that shower in the thoughtful fields of this humanity ,
must evaporate in the summer scorch and blazes of shocking Sun?

All the notes of the cuckoos that   sound sweetly in the vocal chords of the humanity  must they be,  left behind hereafter,  as bewildered  autumn notes .

Will the spring at all  ring again ?

Will my wishful  and inordinate waiting  bear fruits ,in all entirety ?.

[16]   Bewildered  Autumn notes .
The sage who silently steps on the earth
bids a farewell to all the disease stricken ideas
and  invokes, incessantly , the cyclonic stormy gales,
  which can sweep away all the dirt .
The painter, who with a strong devotional urge, draws up the lines meaningfully,
expresses his thoughts, in all sweetness surging from inner  depths of his heart
and all these are rendered  to the full  satisfaction of the creation .

All those who rally round in the drains of contaminated  filth.
and others   who were  imprisoned in the subdued thoughts
and Who  are sipping ,the pints of  bonded slavery life,
can’t understand the greatness of this eminent  sage,  who  is exactly an ascetic.
This genius can practically  mesmerize the  Sun and the  moon
 and  can affectively restrain all  their movements , henceforth by sheer commands
He is such a  delight  that can be  delivered  only by waves of  cool breezes
and has an enormous,  depth expressed in charming grace ,by the azure sky .
The music that denotes the splendid beauty of the creation in high esteem
carries them,  all   away to the world of  perseverance and dignity
duly sounding the notes melodiously,   and as well by lighting up the soul lamp.

However,  it couldn’t give forth, any pleasure,  to this sleepy world.
All these humans who could not  grace, the tender shoots of this tree of humanity at large,
 and who  can  never allow the sweetness of the of entertaining songs and   notes  of the life’s lute,  to  flow into the green meadows  that  stay ahead  in stints
must forever  remain here,  as dwarfs , on  this noble  earth.

Then, should all the fruits of penance thus practised by these pious hearted sages and pure  soulful ascetics,  for the welfare of this world,  go in vain ?
and all the rains that shower in the thoughtful fields of this humanity ,
must evaporate in the summer scorch and blazes of shocking Sun?

All the notes of the cuckoos that   sound sweetly in the vocal chords of the humanity  must they be,  left behind hereafter,  as bewildered  autumn notes .

Will the spring at all  ring again ?

Will my wishful  and inordinate waiting  bear fruits ,in all entirety ?.



[40]   In the adoration of musical festivity
Your loving heart, which made me to float
on dream waves to unknown shores,
has become so unkind and merciless,
and is now raining hardness from heart and stunned me
 altogether making me thunder struck.
It also carried me away, permanently, as a captive.
The radiant notes that are travelling vibrantly in the streams of love,
are now sounding odd tunes in the pathos filled, tearful songs,
and are anxiously hoping to unify with the clouds.
I ‘ll hereafter stand straight as a sorrowful song
that resounds all over the universe.
Then, like a sweet song in my heart,
and like an unforgettable pain, pinching in mind,
I remain in the universal pastime, as a sheer dream.
I charmingly sound as a marvelous note
in the adoration of musical festivity of this astounding creation.
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[41] Intonates in extreme ecstasy
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The heart which is delighted with sacrificing element
is not available in present scenario. .
A cuckoo of spring times
is not singing melodiously, from the mango grove.
The delicate and tender golden rays
are sliding down from the edges of azure sky.
The human, who lights up dawn in his heart
With all broadened devotion
welcomes truth, and feels its august presence , as a beautiful and precious, visionary treat .
The octave of music transmits his widened ideology
to the zone of constellation, on the edged wings of azure sky.
His eyes glitter like un dried wet flowers of the cold winter and mist filled moonshine.
Where are the human souls that search the truth
with all blazing fire of agony?
Where is the human, who forgetting all the sunrise and sunset continues to search and seek in the tireless journey ahead.
The naked life which has no hidden columns
will dance at the radiance of dawn, in sheer ecstasy.
He performs all religious rites, with water of Ganges
and brightens high, like fire and unifies with beautiful and devotional pastimes.
The tree which decorates with all tender leaves
will bloom flowers, arisen with notes of fragrant music.
and intonates in extreme ecstasy.
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42]  Confining  oddly  in the wheel of fate and fortune
It is all thirsty
and all the universe,  is like a desert
Human, who is kind enough, to offer hither to, a pinch of water ,
has distanced himself, to far off lands.
Not even single tree, which can protect us with all its wider shade,
is not visible  at all till the stretch of  far end corners.
Though the flowers lost their natural scents
and human got rid of the delicacy
The world indulges in formatting  a doll, with no rhyme or rhythm.
The world sans all dreams and languages,
moves about all around,  in our active presence.
Human, waits for something unknown and inexplicable.
Life is a volume of poetry, penned for world’s well being.
It will transform itself, as a prophecy, without any significance
and will be concealed firmly in the pages of  book of desires.
To fling strings on Veena, is to extol melodious notes,
in a finely tuned version only .

Human’s life is there to allow flows  in  streams of nectar tickles
filled to the brim with all powerful musical notes to spread onto, all over the earth  .

By birth a human is lover of freedom and liberty.
As long as he moves about, vigorously in this world
Human’s life becomes a hard worded, complex and long sentence
and turns out as a formless , hard rock.
yesterday the person who lectured on the platform,
 in a high tone ,like a thunderous sea
 today, departed well before the arrival of the bright sheen of the dawn.
The refiner who  anxiously wished to glance at the twilight columns of the beautiful modern times, in the deep depths of space and also desired to bloom, in  fragrant flowers of affectionate bonds in fraternity links , is broken into pieces,
Confining oddly,  in the wheel of fate and fortune
and saluted raising up,  both  his hands
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[43] Visualizes all the happy and delightful , mansions
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With passion driven agony
the human is losing the charms of beautiful life.
The life sans musical notes
looks like a stack of sand mound.
Humans having lost their personalities
are drying up the wetness of the heart.
They are distancing themselves from the sweet and lofty experiences of supreme life and are getting weakened like T.B. patients
and also are shrinking a lot , like psychic patients.
and are not able to capture a place, in delicate evaluation of life’s gracious and momentous incidents.
The human who measures his pleasures in life squarely in monetary terms
is not able to catch up to the captivating charms of this beautiful world.
In present days, cheap tactics are showing up, as magnificent doles
by breaking their backs in sheer fashionable trends.
There is lack of delightful hearts, who should enjoy the coquetries painted beautifully, in elegant life
The cloud dipped and draped in despondency, is raining sorrowfulness .
Civilization, makes the human, to bloom like a fragrant flower
that spreads amazing scents, all over.
Sleeplessness wakes up with heavy sounds of torrent waves in life’s streams.
and architects the life, as a flute rendering, melodious tunes
and takes us, leading to the goal, sans any thirst.
and fructifies wetness in life.
and prepares to achieve completeness.
and visualizes all the happy and delightful, mansions, built up magnificently on the planet of earth.
Then the whole sky fits into the fist
and boundaries erase all limitations henceforth .
The zodiacal circle will come down to the earth space in jubilation
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 [humanity  must they be,  left behind hereafter,  as bewildered  autumn notes .

Will the spring at all  ring again ?
Will my wishful  and inordinate waiting  bear fruits ,in all entirety ?.