GARLAND OF HEARTS….

Slowly I open the life and look into There I find my self split into numerous shadows… I touch the warm bubbles of blood therein And I feel as if broken into pieces I wade through life as half dead Feeling lonesome , solitary in a crowd Having a monologue in a language I apply to myself Blinking eyes I stay here like a dog on leash Yes I am a loner in the crowd For that matter you, me, he, and all of us… Different may be Our ways Our languages Our problems And our thoughts too may be different But ours is an ancient humanistic outlook Let us be together As I know you And as you comprehend me Let us live becoming one along with humanity Placing heart to heart lets turn into a garland of hearts For we are the wounded If you call me to live together I shall spread my dreams in welcome Yours may be revolution or rebellion A battle or an internecine feud To make your dreams true You may divide the thresholds But I remain as the roof of the house.. Different may be Our nations Our borders And our communities may be different too But Bearing the same color blood We are all born from the world’s womb All the minutes I live I would sacrifice for a peaceful world The property I have all Is just the mad courage of love..! To touch me coming from global family One must be the personification of love To shake hands with me One must have bathed in the Oceans of beauty of harmonious love and life.! Telugu original: hridaya haaram by Perugu Ramakrishna English translation: jagaddhatri ,India