Did such a beauty get lost on its way to somewhere and end up on this earth...
Or were you, with the rich beauty, sculpted into this form?
Jagatthu choodani, mahatthu needhele...
Nee navvu taaki, tarinche, tapissila...
Niseedhulanni, talonche, thusharaniva!
You are a wonder, a magnificence that this earth has never before seen...
We pray and await to be blessed by the touch of your smile...
You are the gentle cold mist that the frost bows to!
Vissukune velladu chandamamaye...
Nuvvunte naa panentane!
The moon left, miffed...
For there was no need for him when you were there!
Ee nelake digenu koti thaarale...
Neekanta vennelentade?
A million stars descended upon this earth to know how you posses such a light in you, rivalling the moon
Needhe velu taaki, nele inchu paiki...
Thele vinta vaikhari...
Upon your touch, the earth swells and grows under us... Such a strange change...
Veede veeluleni, edo mayaloki,
Lage pilla thempari
Boldness drags me into a pit that I can't be freed from
Nadila dhooketi nee paita sahajagunam...
Pulila daagundi vetaade paduchutanam...
Your pallu undulates like a running river jumps... It makes my youth feel like a royal tiger waiting for his chase
Daasohamandi naa prapanchame,
Adanta nee daye!
My whole world kneels at your mercy, surrendering my everything to you
Vissukune velladu chandamamaye...
Nuvvunte naa panentane!
The moon left, miffed...
For there was no need for him when you were there!
Ee nelake digenu koti thaarale...
Neekanta vennelentade?
A million stars descended upon this earth to know how you posses such a light in you, rivalling the moon
Chilake koka katti, ninne chuttumutti
Seethakokalayena...
You seem beautiful as if you were made by butterflies swarming you, dressing you. As if they earnt their name from that (butterfly in Telugu: sitakokachiluka. Sita, koka- dress, chiluka-parrot)
Ville ekkupetti, medalo thaali katti
Marala ramudavvana?
Just like those butterflies earnt their name, should I also earn mine as Ram by tying the knot with his Sita?
Andam nee inta chestunna oodigame,
Yuddham chaatindi nee paina ee jagame
You are surrounded by beauty, that serves you like a slave would serve her master,
And the world wages war on you for such mastery
Daasohamandi naa prapanchame,
Adanta nee daye!
My whole world kneels at your mercy, surrendering my everything to you
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Yet another poem dedicated to my all-time favourite musician, Harris Jayaraj. Here is the content:
Dear Harris Sir
You are not just a musician
You are so much more than that
You are a lifesaver
And an inspiration to thousands of us
Who wake up every single day
Full of anxiety and dread
About the hardships that lie in store for them
However, the moment we put our headsets on
And tune in…