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Surendra Nagaraju: Poem ‘Be cautious bard’

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Words are babies;
They are precious like delicate dames
never exposed to the sun.
Words are infants sleeping
on beds of parchments.
Would not a poet be gratified if he placed
word babies in a book-cradle and rocks it?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Is not vocabulary more precious
than the treasure beneath the ground?
Aren\u2019t words pure like innocent young girls
and snow-drenched jasmines?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Some words are very white;
they get smudged even when touched lightly
Others are too delicate;
burst even if held gently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

O bard,
Arranging words in lines
shouldn\u2019t become a crucifixion
Careless use of inapt words is akin to
assaulting guileless, ill-fated syllables.
When propriety eludes,
even novelty cannot win applause.
Passing errors in the veil of charisma
equals rendering a pretty painting ugly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Words are like babies;
Be cautious, O bard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

(Self-rendering of my Telugu poem titled ‘Padilam Kavee, Padaalu Padilam’)<\/p>\n\n\n\n


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