Friday, December 23, 2016
భండారు శ్రీనివాస రావు – వార్తా వ్యాఖ్య: కేసీఆర్ కర్తృత్వంలో పేదవాడి గృహప్రవేశం
భండారు శ్రీనివాస రావు – వార్తా వ్యాఖ్య: కేసీఆర్ కర్తృత్వంలో పేదవాడి గృహప్రవేశం
suguna prasad kalvala. మీరు వ్రాసిన వార్తా వ్యాఖ్య బాగుంది వాస్తవ ఆవిష్కరణ తో పాటు అంటించిన చురకలు ఎందరు నాయకులకు అర్థం అయితే అంత మంచిది
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
suguna prasad kalvala
Robot is science
but has no sense
man created sense
and lost his sense
robot dominants
if not in right path
machine has no
heart
and man is
also
becoming heartless
without human ties
Robot may get
angry
if man become Robot
without sense and sentiment
Made made the machine
and lost his vision
God crated man
with flush and blood
and kept sense and heart
in him
man made Robot
without heart
sensor may be sense
to Robot
Man with weapon or drink
may loose his sensor and sense
Let the heart
do not become strong as iron or steel
like machine
he invented
15-1-2014
Robot is science
but has no sense
man created sense
and lost his sense
robot dominants
if not in right path
machine has no
heart
and man is
also
becoming heartless
without human ties
Robot may get
angry
if man become Robot
without sense and sentiment
Made made the machine
and lost his vision
God crated man
with flush and blood
and kept sense and heart
in him
man made Robot
without heart
sensor may be sense
to Robot
Man with weapon or drink
may loose his sensor and sense
Let the heart
do not become strong as iron or steel
like machine
he invented
15-1-2014
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
MINGLING
suguna prasad kalval Mingling
Do you see the
sky and earth
Mingled at the ends of
my sight
How wonderfully mingled
Do your nose could
extract
The fragrance mingled
Though air stolen it from
flower
My eye captured the beauty
While the river mingled
In the ocean
Do you know
Word and meaning
Mingled with each other
I called my love
But I could not
Separate the
Sound from the air
Tell how to divide the
Flush and blood
In any body
I bow before
Lord Shiva
God of Hindus
Who gave half of
His body
To his wife parvathi
Can we differentiate
Milk and water
Once they mingle
Each other
With out heating
My life and love
My life and friendship
My life and poetry
Mingled with each other
How can I divide
Till my last breath
7-1-204
a Thursday, January 2, 2014
Thursday, December 5, 2013
Monday, November 4, 2013
suguna prasad kalvala
CLOCK HAS TWO HANDS TO STOP MY TIME
I was crying loudly
Cried with hungry
Cried with thrust
Cried with pain
I know only crying
My mother understood
My language of crying
She gave me what
Is needed to me
Days played tricks
Transformed to months
Months played with me
Years passed away
That became my age
Night died
When morning knocked
The door of the world
Day went away when
Night started occupying
The day light
As days passed
My age grown
And my life is reducing
Mother went away
With a night
Father disappeared
With a day
Time shown its
Magic
I remember my
Running to the school
I remember my
Playing with my
Child hood friends
How the time disappeared
I am not able to remember
How I grown up to this age
Why time is very cruel towards me
Though I did not do any harm to it
It made me
orphan
Though I did not do any harm to it
It has taken away my
childhood
Time of course it is
showing
Its magic
One day it may call me
To join her and
take rest
With in her arms
Time – who can challenge it
Time will never takes rest
It never leaves its duty
One has to learn its
Devotion to wards work
Let me pay my respects to it
As I do not know when
Two hands of clock
Join hands to stop my time
By pressing my neck
4-11-2013-
Thursday, October 24, 2013
MUSIC OF LIFE
suguna prasad kalvala
MUSIC OF
LIFE
I saw her she is
silent
I tried to impress her
I tried to speak to her
She is not looking to me
Still she is silent
Air is giggling
Water fall is
Making a rhythmic sounds
What a wonderful place
This is my third hour here
It rains and stops
Stops and rains
Again rain started
I walked into the room
The music of rain
The sounds of music
I tried to hear
all the sounds
At a time
Sound of air
Sound of water fall
Sound of rain
Sound of her ?
She came running into room
She tapped on my back
I did not reply
She came nearer to me
Now her head is on my chest
Oh ! God now I am
hearing
A fantastic music of life
Her heart beat
beats my ear
yes I am hearing music
a wonderful music
I never heard it
Till today
Universal music
Music of love and life
Music with melody
Music of understanding
music of mutual
support
now her smile
started playing violin
her words are like piano
her eye lids are
are creating music
of a cordial
oh God
how great you are
You created all
music
instruments
her body is playing
guitar
music is life
life is music
22-10-2013
Katrina
Poetry Editor at Freelance
Sugunaprasad,
Thank you for the 'music of understanding'. It resonates more than I can say.
Thank you for the 'music of understanding'. It resonates more than I can say.
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Marion
Poet & Writer (Freelance)
What quality, all the poems!
Fantastic.
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sun and moon balance world
why not the happiness and sorrow
shall not work as equilibrium
Life is a simple balance
for the laugh and cry
the more we put into life
the more we get out of it
I always love to weep
I always love to be in dark
though I love night
day follows the said night
I cannot stay in the day light
for ever..........
I always try to keep me
away from the dispute
but they invite me
to make my life
distribute between
peace and war
war or peace
in my heart and mind
let me think
weather I am
right or wrong
Of course
i like to travel
on right path
let it not
try to balance
between right and wrong
and let it not balance
love and hate
let us try to be on
positive path
and let us not allow
to balance
positive and negative
seasons equalize
the conditions on earth
2-1-2014