None of them
added color to your life;
Despite so
many grand scenes and splendid sights
Nothing will
lend their splendor to your life;
Standing
erect like a pole as if penalized for life
Punching
tickets seems only your life-line;
Your anxious
eyes with keen desire
Look at the
technicolored scenes
And dream in
vain of such happy days;
Your eyes
have turned dim with waiting
Fringed with
filmy despair;
Just like
the tickets you tear
Your life
has been torn—
A dreary
confusion;
You escort
the late comers to their seats
With your
torch light;
Alas! For
you none shows
The seat: a pitiful plight.
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Telugu original: A. Surya Prakash;
Translated by: Solmaseshu Gutala
9th November 2024
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