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Dear source of my happiness When I write to you I forget words I forget I am a poet Once again Like a farmer Who wishes to plough The whole land But doesn’t Even an acre Who doesn’t finish Sowing seeds Even in a cent Like the many seeds That don’t sprout Dear source of my happiness When I write to you I fail More miserably Than that farmer Dear source of my happiness When I write to you I require The ink of a thousand seas But my seeds of blue Fall astray Unsow-able Even in a single page How many of them will sprout See Even my greeting In this poem “The source of my happiness” Is stolen From My prayers in childhood To the Holy mother Dear source of my happiness When I write to you Dear source of my sorrow. Translation : Shyma . P
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 8:41 AM UTC
Letters to violet - 26
Dear source of my happiness When I write to you I forget words I forget I am a poet Once again Like a farmer Who wishes to plough The whole land But doesn’t Even an acre Who doesn’t finish Sowing seeds Even in a cent Like the many seeds That don’t sprout Dear source of my happiness When I write to you I fail More miserably Than that farmer Dear source of my happiness When I write to you I require The ink of a thousand seas But my seeds of blue Fall astray Unsow-able Even in a single page How many of them will sprout See Even my greeting In this poem “The source of my happiness” Is stolen From My prayers in childhood To the Holy mother Dear source of my happiness When I write to you Dear source of my sorrow. Translation : Shyma . P
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Aug 24, 2016
Aug 24, 2016 at 8:41 AM UTC
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