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Here is the meaning as translated by Mr. Ganesh:
(When the crescent comes out, the heart will jump in joy thinking that the moon has arrived!
By seeing the shadow, my heart will reach its ecstasy thinking that’s you!!)
Where is my poetry, the one that I wrote and folded in my dream…
Did it dilute in the eye? Did the dawn masquerade it?
Search for my poetry or bring back my dream!!
Where is my poetry, the one I wrote and folded in my dream!
The mind searches for the lost face in the cervices of evenings and the intricate lanes in itself.
The flower is losing its freshness by ambulating through molten tar-filled city roads in heats.
The mind filters and searches for you even in the gap between two rain drops.
The mind searches for its lost lover with great sorrow…even in broken bubbles!!
If I see your beautiful face just once, I will be contempt with silence!
Touch me with your fingertip…I will be born a hundred times!!
The mind longs for just one look, or just one touch…
It wants and wishes for that warmth given by your breath while kissing…everyday!!
My mind is yearning for a day when your sweat-filled shirt would embrace me!
The cheek longs for the pleasurable pricking of your ‘stubbled’ face..!
It longs…I had told my friends that my heart is a rock,
But you have emerged in my heart like a plant that roots itself in the cracks of a rock…!!!
Where is my poetry?
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