Nishi Pulugurtha- Entwined
The winter afternoon sun is just crisp and nice
As it glistens on the waters of that green lake
A pink bloom visible amidst all that green
Huge trees all around
A dense foliage with streaks of light entering through
Roots, leaves and creepers entwined
Strong and powerful
The holds tight and unbreakable
Holding on, for years, dependant
Leaning on, a camaraderie
Crisscrossing motifs creating patterns
That stay on
Remain, have remained for years now
Is it stifling too?
Is something taken away?
Does it ache to be free?
Would it be possible to shake free?
Those entwines that suffocate
That smother
Like those hands on the neck
That leave a mark…
- HOLDING ON
a quietness, a stillness
no motion anywhere
the burning sun scalds
the heat disturbs
the leaves that hang in my window
fade
their colour and brightness
seem to have evaporated
the faint red cactus blooms
everyday
quite a number of them
standing bright
a little bit of colour
in colourless times.
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రచన శృంగవరపు
విజయ నాదెళ్ళ
ఎలనాగ
అఫ్సర్
సొలోమోన్ విజయ్
చందు తులసి
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