O Naughty Child! [ Part -8 ]
[Part-8 ]
Unmindful of my mood
Or my preoccupation-
Whatever it may-
You hurry to me
In happy hops
And jolly jumps
And tipple on me
Your total heart!
Lo..!
I am unequal
To your language divine-
Corrupted by my dialect inferior-
Which bursts out of you
In spluttering fireworks!
O..how can i say
I can comprehend none!
Chestful of surprises!
O..how significant each..!
How huge..!
How fresh..!
All thoughts stampede-
Which to be first..?
What next..?
What last..?
How to prologue..?
How to dialogue...?
How to epilogue....?
Steaming thoughts!
In their utter melee
And in excitement
You mix up all-
And with swinging arms,
Broken words
And with supreme gestures
You burst out all
In your emotional storm!
I powerfully nod
In all ten directions
As if I understand
Every word of
Your surging storm!
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poem by Sundaram Chandrakalaadhar
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