Could be
Overpowered by the bewitching desires
Ran into some unknown direction!
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
woww… surprising!
thank you Mr. Naresh Mandagondi for translating
can you share which element made you to translate this poem.