Mirakee
ಸುಣ್ಣ ಬಣ್ಣ
ಎಲೆ ಅಡಿಕೆಯಲ್ಲಿ
ಜಾಸ್ತಿಯಾದರೆ ಸುಣ್ಣ
ಬದಲಾಗುವುದು ನನ್ನ
ಮುಖದ ಬಣ್ಣ.
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ತಿಳಿವಳಿಕೆ
ಇಂದು ತಿಳಿಯದಿದ್ದರೆ,
ನಾಳೆಗಾಗಿ ಇಂದೆ ತಿಳಿದುಕೊಂಡಿರು.
ತಿಳಿಯದಿರುವುದ ಮಾಡಲು ಇಂದು ಹೇಳಿದರೆ,
ಹೇಳಿಬಿಡು ಈ ಕ್ಷಣಕ್ಕೆ ನನಗದರರಿವಿಲ್ಲವೆಂದು.
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ಹಳೆ ಬಟ್ಟೆ
ಕಪಾಟಿನಲ್ಲಿದ್ದ ಹಳೆಯ ಬಟ್ಟೆಗಳಿಗು
ನನ್ನ ಮೇಲೆ ಹೇಳಲಾಗದ ಬೇಜಾರು
ನನಗೆ ಸ್ನೇಹಿತನಂತೆಯಿದ್ದು
ಯಾರಿಲ್ಲದಿದ್ದರು ಜೊತೆಗಿರುತ್ತಿತ್ತು
ಹಳೆಯ ನೆನಪುಗಳ ಕೆದಕಿ
ಆಗಿನಂತಿಲ್ಲವಲ್ಲ ಎನ್ನೋ ಹೊಸ ಬೇಜಾರು
©unnatural -
The accidents
Most of us are intended,
Few might be accidental,
Love showered to us are all same ,
Death might be accidental
But none can escape.
In a life between two D's,
Shower the love what you have got,
Experience the time which is undetermined,
Have a faith on what you believe,
Try to achieve what you dreamed,
Take care of those who cares you a lot.
©unnatural -
Go into
There is no strong building
Without deep digging,
Trees posses strong root
Before growing tall,
A learner does his homework well
Before becoming a master
©unnatural -
My heart breaks
When
The hard work
and
The hard time
that you had
spent become worthless.
©unnatural -
ಕುತೂಹಲ
ಆಯತದೊಳಗಡೆ ಮೂಡುವ ನೀನು
ಪರದೆಗೊಂದು ಜೀವವಿಟ್ಟು
ನೋಡುಗರಿಗೆ ಕಥೆಯ ತೋರಿ
ಮತ್ತೆ ಮತ್ತೆ ಉದಯಿಸುವ ನಿನ್ನ ತಿಳಿಯುವ ಕುತೂಹಲ.
©unnatural -
ಕೆಲಸ
ಮಾಡಲು ಕೆಲಸವಿದ್ದರೆ
ಸಮಯ ಕಳೆಯುವ ಮಾತೇಕೆ
ನಿಲ್ಲದ ಸಮಯವು
ನಿಧಾನವಾಗಿ ಚಲಿಸಿದಂತಾಗುವುದು
ಮಾಡಲೇನುವಿಲ್ಲದಿದ್ದರೆ
ಉಪಯೋಗವಿರದ ಕೆಲಸ ಮಾಡಿ
ಸಮಯವ ಕಳೆದರೆ
ಫಲವನ್ನು ಎಲ್ಲಿಂದಿತ್ತಾನು ಆ ಗೋವಿಂದ.
©unnatural -
ದೃಷ್ಟಿ
ಸುತ್ತಮುತ್ತಲಿನ ಊರುಗಳಿಗೆ
ಕೇಂದ್ರವಾಗಿರುವ ಬೆಟ್ಟ,
ಸುತ್ತಮುತ್ತಲಿನವರಿಗೆ ಅದು
ಕಾಣುವ ಪರಿ ಹಲವು,
ಪಶ್ಚಿಮದಿ ಕಂಡಂತೆ ಪೂರ್ವದಿ ಇಲ್ಲ
ದಕ್ಷಿಣದಿ ಕಂಡಂತೆ ಉತ್ತರದಿ ಇಲ್ಲ
ಆದರು ಇರುವುದೊಂದೆ ಬೆಟ್ಟ.
©unnatural -
ಮೊಸರನ್ನ
ದ್ರಾಕ್ಷಿ ದಾಳಿಂಬೆಯೊಂದಿಗೆ
ಕೂಡಿದ ಮೊಸರನ್ನಕ್ಕೆ
ಒಗ್ಗರಣೆ ಬಿದ್ದು
ಆ ರುಚಿಯ ಭಾವ
ನಮ್ಮೊಳಗೆ ನೀಡುವ
ಅನುಭವವೇ ಚೆಂದ
©unnatural
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. ‘ .‘
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Softly the rain falls
Rhythmic drops
like a drum beat
pattering my heart.
Tonight I too will
descend with them
Only to rise up with
the warmth of the sun,
vapour; tomorrow morning.
©penitdown -
sprathee
42w
ಒಳ್ಳೆಯವರಾರಿಲ್ಲಿ...?
ಕೆಟ್ಟವರಾರಿಲ್ಲಿ...?
ಬದುಕಿನ ಅರ್ಥವೇ,
ತಿಳಿಯದೆ,
ಬದುಕ ಬಣ್ಣಿಸುವರು...!
ಮನದೊಳಗೆ,
ನೀಚ ಬುದ್ಧಿಯೊಂದು,
ನಾಟ್ಯವಾಡಿತ್ತು...!
ಕಪಟತೆಯನು,
ಅರ್ಥಮಾಡಿಕೊಳ್ಳದೆ,
ಸುಸಂಗದಿ,
ಅಧಮರೊಂದಿಗೆ,
ಸ್ನೇಹ ಬೆಳೆಸಿಕೊಳ್ಳುವರು...!
ಉತ್ತಮರೊಂದಿಗಿನ
ಸ್ನೇಹವ ಕಳೆದು,
ದುಷ್ಟರೊಂದಿಗೆ ಮೆರೆಯುವರು...!
©sprathee -
xsophiex
44w
It's one thing to hear their laugh,
Another the greatest sound,
One to see their eyes
Another where beauty is found,
One to feel their touch,
Another simple lace of their bliss,
One to take in their scent,
Another of soap and mist,
One to feel them near,
Another when their presence is astray,
I carry the thought of you in my heart,
As goes by another day.
©xsophiex -
miracles_notes
48w
Read MoreDear Jasper,
I read lots of books, I will tell you why this Mahasweta has actually captured me from inside out? Do you remember the definition of pure in olden days? A girl going to get married or is about to marry or if you are a girl there are certain criterias you must tick off.
Criteria for validity to be called Girl
1. She must be beautiful in terms of shape, size and heart ( though the last one never counts in compare to first two)
2. She must be pure in terms of body, mind and soul ( though they only see body first, the latter two they won't even bother if first one doesn't fits)
3. She must sacrifice her dreams and must obey all the rules of society even if it's against her own consciousness.
4. She is responsible to be everyone's caretaker even if she herself can't take care of herself and don't expect anything in return.
5. She must hear everything and everyone's opinions and never allowed to speak unless she is asked to.
There are many more, but these five are actually still dominating in our society. Love makes people blind and Jasp, the body makes people blind, intentions makes people blind, lust makes people blind because how can love makes someone blind, it's the trust and faith and you will never get hurt while you hit waters it still feels like you have fallen on the cushion of feathers.
A short summary below in the form of poem:
A story of young woman called Anupama, who marries and after short time discovers she is suffering from Leukoderma which is not hereditary disease even not transmissible disease through one another and still they are outcasted just because their skin isn't anymore brown by patches of white and brown.
Like Rohini to Chandra,
like Lakshmi to Narayana,
am I to him.
Just as the creeper depends on a tree,
I depend on him.
I cannot live without him,
and for his sake,
I am ready to renounce everything.
Let society say anything it wishes.
I do not care. '
Book Mahasweta written by Sudha Murthy.
There are many Mahasweta around and let's take stand for them.
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Poem..
Whose fault it was?
Was it fault of live coal
That fell on my foot
While running towards God
Whom I worshiped everyday for everything.
Was it fault of white patch
That developed after pouring water
Too Cold over too hot coal had fallen,
Hidden under the plates of saree.
Was it fault of the doctor,
Who prescribed me the best medicine,
Ten minutes to expose at sun's rays the skin,
Where the white patch started to expand its width.
Was it fault of the stairs,
Where I fell down and my secrets spilled
Over the foot of my in laws and I stared
At the moon drawn over my skin.
Was it fault of my husband,
Who knew I never decieved and knew
Everything about what Leukoderma brings
In his home, me and in future of us.
Was it fault of God
Who knew how life of girl changes
When a patch of white appears against brown
Even his gates to worship are also closed.
Or was it fault of mine,
That I never saw beneath my husband's love,
That I never saw behind my in-laws intentions,
That I never knew the world worships brown more than red.
-Lanisha
- inspired by book Mahasweta written by Sudha Murthy.
©miracles_notes
29 March 2020
#love #thoughts #life #inspiration #poetry #mirakee @mirakee @writersnetwork #writersnetwork @branthanM A H A S W E T A
'Whose fault it was?
Was it fault of God
Who knew how life of girl changes
When a patch of white appears against brown
Even his gates to worship are also closed.
Or was it fault of mine,
That I never saw beneath my husband's love,
That I never saw behind my in-laws intentions,
That I never knew the world worships brown more than red. '
(Read Caption)
- Book Mahasweta written by Sudha Murthy.
©miracles_notes -
a hopeless dreamer stopped
welcoming the arrival of
the sun and the moon
so he put inside his room
in plausible deniability
to scrabble questions
that life handed to him
wrapped in a game
which he desire playing each day
so to spread seeds of victory on
his crumpled floor
and watch flowers taking birth
but till the time he muster up courage
and waters his dead strength
the night knocks him heavy for rest
and he feel smaller than before
so the sun is all set
to smile at him the other day.
©rupal_teotia -
aniketha
57w
ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ..
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ
ಎಲ್ಲಿಯ ಅವಳು ಎಲ್ಲಿಯ ನಾನು
ತಳ್ಳುವ ಬಂಡಿ ನನ್ನ ಬದುಕು
ಓಡುವ ಗಾಡಿ ಅವಳ ಕನಸು
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ...
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಡಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ
ಮದುವೆ ದಿನದ ಓಲಗ ಬ್ಯಾಂಡು
ಪ್ರತಿದಿನ ನನಗೆ ಬಡೆದಳು ಬ್ಯಾಂಡು
ಮದುವೆ ನಂತರ ಸಿಗಲಿಲ್ಲ ಫ್ರೆಂಡು
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಡಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ..
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ
ಬನ್ನಿ ಬೇಗ ಎಂದಳು ಮನೆಗೆ
ಬಾರದೆ ಇದ್ದರೆ ತೊಂದರೆ ನಿಮಗೆ
ನಿಂದನೆ ದಿನವು ತಪ್ಪದು ನನಗೆ
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ..
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ
ಸುಮ್ಮನೆ ಕೂತರೆ ಮರ ಸುತ್ತೆಂದಳು
ಹೊಂದಿಕೊ ಎಂದರೆ ಮಾತಲೆ ಕೊಂದಳು
ಮನೆಯಲಿ ತನದೆ ಹಿಡಿತ ಎಂದಳು
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ..
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ
ಅಪೇಕ್ಷೆ ನಿರೀಕ್ಷೆ ತಾಳ್ಮೆಯ ಪರೀಕ್ಷೆ
ಒಂದೊಂದು ಪ್ರಶ್ನೆ ನನಗದು ಶಿಕ್ಷೆ
ಸಂದೇಹದಿಂದ ನನಗಿಲ್ಲ ರಕ್ಷೆ
ನನಗೆ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ..
ನನಗೆ ಇಂತ ಮದುವೆ ಬೇಕಾ ಸ್ವಾಮಿ..
ಇಂತಿ
ರೋಹಿತ್
©aniketha -
rsnrcs
66w
P I N E
That the pine tree is blasted by lightning ,
And the bowlder split raw from the mountain .
And the river dried short in its rushing ,
That I can know and be humble .
But that they who have trodden the stars ,
Should turn from their echoing highway .
To trample a daisy unnoticed ,
In a meadow of small open flowers .
Where is their triumph in that ?
Where is their pride and their vengeance ? -
ಕೊಡಲಿಯೇಟು ಮಚ್ಚಿನೇಟು
ಕಲ್ಲಿನೇಟು ಮಳೆ ಬಿಸಿಲು ಬಿರುಗಾಳಿ
ಎಲ್ಲವನು ಸಹಿಸುತ ಹಸಿದಾಗ ಹಣ್ಣು
ನೀಡಿದೆ ದಣಿದಾಗ ನೆರಳು ನೀಡಿದೆ !
ಕೊನೆಗೆ ಮಾನವ ಸತ್ತಾಗ ದೇಹ
ದಹಿಸುವ ಕಟ್ಟಿಗೆಯಾಗಿ ಉರಿದುರಿದು
ಬೂದಿಯಾಗಿ ಮಣ್ಣಲ್ಲಿ ಮಣ್ಣಾದೆ !
ನೀನಾರಿಗಾದೆಯೋ ಎಲೆ ಮಾನವ ?
©mudramanjusha321 -
ಚಡಪಡಿಸುತಿರುವ ಚಿಂತೆಗಳ ಚಿತೆಯಲ್ಲಿ ಸುಟ್ಟು
ಬಡಬಡಿಸುತ್ತಿರುವ ಯೋಚನೆಗಳ
ಯೋಜನ ದೂರ ಬಿಟ್ಟು
ಕಣ್ಮುಚ್ಚಿ ಮಗುವಂತೆ ಮಲಗು
ಕಣ್ಬಿಡುವಷ್ಟರಲ್ಲಿ ಬರಲಿದೆ ಬೆಳಗು...
©hugar_naveen -
Strength
She asked me "what's your strength..?"
I replied ' Thinking ' is one of my strength
She : how.. Just thinking doesn't works
Me : Work doesn't starts without thinking
Nothing is possible without it..
So you need to think first....
©hugar_naveen
