# kanneeTi dhaaralivae # ..These streams of tears...

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#kanneeTi dhaaralivae

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kanneeTi dhaaralivae abhishaeka jalamulugaa

poojimca nityamiTa, poojimpa bhaktiniTa

dayabooni vaccaevaa naa talli padmaakshee!

aalimci naa manavi paalimca neesutanu..

dayabooni vaccaevaa naatalli padmaakshee !

 

naTanaala naaDamga neepaapa naalukapai

padamoucu pomgamga nee kootu gamTamuloe

dayabooni vaccaevaa ..naa talli padmaakshee

 

nee saaTi laerevaru eeraeDu bhuvanaala

coopimpa praemamunu nanu ganna O tallee

naa talli padmaakshee

 

maaTaina raadanucu tana caeta kaadanucu

vinutimca tana talli vidyaadhidaevatanu

madiloena cimtimci morabeTTa nee biDDa

aalimci aa manavi paalimca vaccaevaa

vaevaega vaagdaevee

naTanaalu jaeyamgaa nee paapa naalukapai

palukamta paaTalugaa bhaaratini keertimca!

 

bhaashaina raadanucu bhaavimci bhaktiniTa

bhaashaama tallikiDa padyamunu bahumatiga

cimtimcu kooturipai cirunavvu cimdimci

aadaramutoe neevu aaSeessulamdimci

Camdammu naerpimci samtoesha mosagaevu

bhaavaalu caalunani padyammu pomgimci

vinipimpa jaesaevu vRttaala roopamuna..

 

nee praema jallulatoe nee paapa pulakimci

paadaala vaalinanoo, praNutimca dalacinanoo

ae reeti pogaDaenu aemamcu palikaenu

ae reeti pogaDinanoo saritooga boedammaa

saritooga boedammaa adi needu praemamuku

aparamji O bommaa aparamji O bommaa

adi naaku telusammaa ..........

 

 

suprabha #

2:00- 3:20 AM

 

 

the stream of tears

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my dear mom , padmaakshee (one with lotus like eyes )

stream of tears as the bathing waters to you

as I pray to you here constantly with devotion

you have come to show your mercy !

 

Listening to my pleas

to take care of your daughter

with compassion, you have come..!

 

My dear mom ,padmaakshee

to dance on your daughter's tongue

to flow like words in her pen

you have come with compassion !

 

*My dear mom , padmaakshee

there is no one equal to you

in these fourteen worlds

in showing love like this..

 

worrying that she doesn't have words,

and she is not capable of

praising her mom ,the goddess of learning

as your daughter prayed earnestly

 

vaagdaevee !( Goddess of vaak /word )

listening to those pleas,

you have come so fast

to take care of your daughter

to dance on her tongue

so she can praise you , bhaarati

as the words transformed into songs

 

As she worried that about lack of language

to compose poems and give as gifts to

the goddess of language

smiling upon that worrying daughter,

showering your love and blessings

you made her happy teaching Camdam* ( composing metrical poems )

 

saying intention is enough,

you made the words/poems flow

so that she can praise you

in metrical poems

 

Feeling ecstatic in the showers of your love

even if she fell at your feet,praising you

how she can praise ? what she can say ?

Which ever way she praises

that will never be equal

That won't be equal to your love

That my dear Golden lady ..

I am fully aware of....

 

 

* These are my feelings towards her. No disrespect intended to any

one's belief..any time..