The circling
Routine has engulfed me
May be for it
I stayed there rounding and rounding!
When every word uttered
Is a mere selfish one
Hooked in that fatal bait
Stood here just
With all wet lips!

One thought wave
Cuts another thought line
I might have turned
That newer thought!

Just as the new wind
That winds in each season
Gone with one such wind
I might!

There is total silence now
Here
Not sure
As to why and what for?

Original: John Hyde Kanumuri (Telugu: నిశ్శబ్దం ఆవరించింది)
Translated By: Mandagondi Naresh