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Gratitude Of Bug Poetry

Mar 3, 2023
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By Sanjay Ram P



வண்டும் பூவும்



தோட்டத்தில் பூத்த... பூவாக நீயோ..


உன்னை பருக வரும்...வண்டும்..நானோ..


உன்னை..ருசித்த...மருகனம்...உன்னையே...ரசித்தேன்...அக்கணம்


தோட்டத்திற்கு..அழகு..சேர்த்த...நீயோ...

என் உள்ளத்தில்...வர்ணம்...பூசியது..ஏனோ...


வண்டாக பார்த்தேன்...பூவே...நீயும்..ஒரு வித..போதை...தான்...


வண்டின் கண்களில் பூவென நீயும்

பூவின் இதல்களில் வண்டென நானும்... வண்டின்..வாழ்வில்..காதல்...பூவாக...நீ..











Translation :




GRATITUDE OF A BUG

Bloom as a flower,

In a garden where I was present.

Came by as a thief

To stealth your nectar.

The moment

Unable to express

The sweetness and gratitude,

I crawled with my 6 legs

Sat upon a tree and found

The vividness you create!

How do I express, you are a sedative to me.

You are colored by nature

Yet how is it possible to,

Make my heart vibrant.

I was a mere bug in your eyes,

But you are my Flora.


By Sanjay Ram P





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