Your pet dog
languishes in the memory of the kisses that you lavished on it
when you came home
during your last vacation.
Mother who plungeddeep into
the gory tales written on the sky
with the sulfuric smoke
is yet to surface.
At midnight one day
when you exploded on our sea
massive lightning flashed across.
If only she had known that you
would return as a mere news of victory
Amma would have givena few more kisses at least,to her heart’s content.
In the tea-cup you last drank
a drop of your smile lingers.
In the sea where you exploded
fetching water in an earthen-cup
looking at your thirsty face
Mother speaks.
On the day
when thechant your name
that rises along the waves
ceases to be
this ocean
would have turned dry.
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Poems: Theepachelvan
Translation: Latha Ramakirishnan
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