ಪೌರುಷವಾಹಿನಿ

ಹೊಸವರುಷದ ರವಿ ತಾನ್ ಉದಯಿಸಲಿ
ಹರುಷದ ಹೊಳೆಯನೆ ಹರಿಸಲಿ
ದ್ವೇಷ-ಅಸೂಯೆ ತೊಲಗಿಸುತ
ಎಲ್ಲರ ಬಾಳನು ಬೆಳಗಿಸಲಿ

ವರುಣದೇವನ ಸಿರಿಕೃಪೆಯೊದಗಿ
ಭುವಿಯಲ್ಲ ಹಸಿರಾಗಿಸಲಿ
ಸುಖ-ಶಾಂತಿ ನೆಮ್ಮದಿ ನೆಲೆಯಾಗಿಸುತ
ಸಂತಸದ ಬೆಳೆ ಬೆಳೆಯಿಸಲಿ

ಯುದ್ಧಭೀತಿ ಕಾರ್ಮೋಡ ಕರಗಿಸಿ
ವಿಕೃತಮನ ಹಗುರಾಗಿಸಲಿ
ಅಂತರಂಗ ವಿಷಜ್ವಾಲೆಯ ನಂದಿಸಿ
ಸ್ನೇಹವನೆಲ್ಲೆಡೆ ಪಸರಿಸಲಿ

ಹಗರಣದ ವಿಷವೃಕ್ಷವ ಉರುಳಿಸಿ
ಸಂತಸದಾ ನಗೆ ಹೊಮ್ಮಿಸಲಿ
ಏರಿಹ ಕಾವು ಶಮನಗೊಳಿಸುತ
ಕಾವೇರಿಗೆ ಬಿಡುಗಡೆ ಕಾಣಿಸಲಿ

ಯುವಜನರೆದೆಯಲಿ ದೇಶಪ್ರೇಮದ
ಪೌರುಷವಾಹಿನಿಯಾಗಿಸಲಿ
ಒಕ್ಕೊರಲದನಿಯೆ ಮಾತೆಯ ಮನಕೆ
ಅಮೃತ ಸಿಂಚನವಾಗಿಸಲಿ.

Submitted By: Suresh Babu.M, Vijayanagar, Bangalore

ರುದ್ರನರ್ತನ

ನಿಲ್ಲಿಸೈ ಶಿವತಾಂಡವ
ರಕ್ಷಿಸೈ ಬ್ರಹ್ಮಾಂಡವ
ನೀನೆ ಹಗೆಯಾಗಿ ಎರಗಲು
ಪೊರೆವರಾರೊ ಲೋಕವ

ಅಂಕೆಮೀರಿದೆ ಸೃಷ್ಟಿಕರ್ತನೆ
ಆಲಿಸು ಆಕ್ರಂದನ
ಅರ್ತನಾದವ ಕೇಲುತಿಲ್ಲವೆ
ನಿಲ್ಲಿಸೈ ರುದ್ರನರ್ತನ

ಬಂಧುಬಳಗ ತಂದೆ-ತಾಯ
ಅರಿಯದ್ಹೈಕಳ ಒಟ್ಟಿಗೆ
ಸೃಷ್ಟಿಯನ್ನೇ ಲಯಗಯ್ಯುವಾಸೆಯೆ
ಎಲ್ಲ ನೀಡಿಹ ಕರುಣೆಗೆ

ನೀನಿತ್ತ ಪರಿಸರ ಬೆಳೆದ ಗಿಡಮರ
ಕಡಿತಕ್ಕಿದು ಪ್ರತೀಕಾರವೆ
ಏನೂ ಅರಿಯದ ಮುಗ್ಧರೊಟ್ಟಿಗೆ
ನಡೆದ ಮಾರಣಹೋಮವೆ?

ಹಡೆದಮಾತೆಯೆ ಒಡಲಿರಿದೊಡೆ
ಉಳಿವುದಾರ ಬಳಿಯಲಿ!
ರಕ್ಷೆ ನೀಡುವ ಕರವೆ-ಕೊಯ್ದೊಡೆ
ಉರಿಯನಾರಿಗೆ ಅರುಹಲಿ! |

ಸಾಕು ಮಾಡೈ ಶಿವತಾಂಡವ
ವೀಕ್ಷಿಸೈ ಕರ್ಮಕಾಂಡವ
ಸೃಷ್ಟಿಕರ್ತನೆ ಲಯಕಾರನಾದೊಡೆ
ಪೊರೆವನಾರೊ ಲೋಕವ |

Submitted By: Suresh Babu M. Vijayanagar, Bangalore

ಅಶ್ರುತರ್ಪಣ

ವೀರಯೋಧ
ನಿನಗಿದೋ
ಕೋಟಿ ಕೋಟಿ
ನಮನ
ದೇಶಕಾಗಿ ಗೈದೆ ನೀ
ಪ್ರಾಣಾರ್ಪಣೆ
ಸಾಕಾರವಾಯ್ತಲ್ಲ
ನಿನ್ನ ಜೀವನ
ಸಲ್ಲಿಸಿರುವೆ ನಿನಗಾಗಿ
ಅಶ್ರುತರ್ಪಣ

Submitted By: Suresh Babu M, Vijayanagar, Bangalore

Note: This is our first Kannada Poem entry, Long Way to go!

The Fedex Saga Continues…

The wind goes silent,
The court turns static;
All the spectators eyeing on the one
Looking magnificent like the sun,
Ready to sprinkle all around his magic.

Standing handsome and tall like a tree
With sunken cheeks and insert eyes,
Rolling the rackets in his strong hands
Which also acts as helping wands,
Ever trying to cherish the orphan lives.

The splendid forehands and backhands,
The imposing aces that he serves,
No wonder people never miss out to admire
His persona and his unique attire.
After the exuberant win, the extols he receives,
He definitely deserves.

The name, fame and game in the tennis world;
Neither did one have, nor will anyone do.
Roger Federer forever will continue
To compose his brilliant game tunes,
As the FedEx saga continues…

Submitted By: Apoorva Bhaskar, 12th, KV Beml,K.G.F

IN THE HOPE

I look back to that day

When I wore a million dollar smile,

Devoid of world's wretches and miseries

In the blanket of cherished merry moments.

     

Swirling-twisting was I

Diving in the ocean of satisfactory susceptibilities,

Only when I did grow up to be old

Realized the existing surrounding to be substituted.

My glories drenched in the tears of pain

Happiness expunged from the book of memories

Flame of joy lighting no more than a dead man's life,

Leaving behind a destructive silence.

But still, with a hope taking birth somewhere

In the dreams of black and white universe,

For the dispersion of colours all around me,

I look ahead for that day.

Submitted by: Apoorva Bhaskar, 12th class,

Kendriya Vidyalaya, KGF

Heal the world

Though his hands held crutches tight,
with the prosthetic was his leg in constant fight.
Screws and the metal rings tried to poke through his flesh,
Every time he took a step, he felt if his wounds were still fresh.

He inched forward, with sweaty hands, a sigh and a moan,
The road seemed more rough, much longer and grown.
He rested for a while, but he was afraid to close his eyes,
If he did so, all he saw was a shoe dipped in blood red dyes.

Not long ago, when he used to walk really fine,
He had been to market, for a ring for his mother of gold with a shine.
Right then from his right, he was struck with intense pulse of light,
Followed by an explosion, flying metal, torn clothes then entered his sight.

Never-heard cries, never-seen sight, a scent which he never had to smell,
Just then something hit his leg, a blade or may be a peg, with eyes closed to the ground he fell.
Wobbling sounds of ambulance, woke him from his sleep,
He felt pain near his leg, very acute and surely deep.
Opening his eyes, all he saw was, blood filled jean with a shoe half burnt,
Familiar though, it took little time for him to accept that its his leg that lay in front.

He sighed again and tried to take a step, and when he was about to fall,
Someone caught him by his arms, fair and handsome, but not very tall.
"I'd Love to help you" He said raising and marking his face with a smile,
"Thanks a lot" said he and stopped, but his heart continued to thank him to length of nile.

As they crossed the road, they shared equally uninterrupted silence,
To brake the same, the hurt said "Bastards! Muslims ! I lost my leg to their violence!"
The other smiled and said "To heal this world, we need to infect it with love",
"Every human has this answer, and they blindly search it in flying white dove".

The limp lost the balance and landed his crutch on the helper's feet,
Helper didn't cry, neither did he shout, he looked back with a smile so sweet.
"It's fake! I lost mine in last blast, It'll take time for your wound to heal",
"I'll pray in god that he helps you, as I too am aware of that feel".

He turned and started walking away, while azan* began in a mosque not so distant,
He wasn't out of sight, when he took out a topi and wore it on head in an instant.
The azan went on and it mixed with worldly noises,
He walked further and farther and disappeared in different, yet familiar crowd of faces.

*azan : prayer call for muslims

Submitted By: Sameer.A.M VII CS, SJCE Mysore

Look to every New minute in your life !

Walk on the path , which looks green
Dream the new step, never say how mean..
Here is a new hope on every way..
"Yes of course . I CAN !!" is what you have to say..

LIFE is full of black and white
It's all about VISION , not really eye sight
Stretch your hands if at all u have to fight,
ONCE you are right, every thing will be bright..:-)

LIFE is again a self-realization,
Live up to your satisfaction,
Of course you can master it by dedication,
Mark on your lifestyle with some set of instruction....:-)

Never look back to loose confidence and give set of explanation,
"I couldn't , I failed!!" should not be an expression..
ALWAYS don't find a reason to abuse,
LUCK is definitely a LOSER'S excuse.....!!!!!!

Submitted By : Anitha N, 5th Sem, EEE, SJCE Mysore

TeamAI Review: It's not necessary to have complicated and sophisticated words to jot down a nice poem. Sometimes the simplest of the words works magic.

Dream Till Your Eyes Open

In a misty road you came like a strange,
my eyes couldn't find u since you were far from my range...
Sun woke up!! n clouds started to turn blue
I'm still confused whether it is you....:-)

My eyes were closed , I was in my dream,
walking with my soul mate next to a beautiful stream...
I gave my silence, my words in the air,
he had no idea on my words, wat eva!! I dont care...:-)

Life looked strong and minded none,
destiny is wat I finally won!!
This is where in life I had a new turn,
hope my luv journey will ROCK ON !!!...:-)

Submitted By: Anitha N, 5th EEE, SJCE Mysore.

The Wait

Met by the banks,
on a bright and sunny day,
Contradicted each other,
But still were similar,
Rivalry they seeked,
But found comradeship.

A day came,
when the protege died,
And the companion
waited on the same bank,
He did not know,
Of what had happened,
but he abided time,
hoping he would come,
Like a stone.

As time flies by,

People mutate,

Things transform,

Transmogrification

Metamorphosis occurs

Still they wait,

Wait for happiness

Wait for miracles

Wait for love

And wait they will

For everything that happens

Will make us wait.

By: Anonymous

An Eye can only Cry

Half the mile, I missed my way
I was in dilemma in my decision
Kept count on the suggestions from my friends
It sounded nothing from their side

Destiny was not the matter for me
It was all about the matter of choice I had
It was not the thing, which I waited for my friends’ opinion
It was the thing which I wanted to achieve

This world is full of questions
Few things can be technically answered
But... !! Few remains questioned
Tried not to reveal them, b'coz I knew that
Victory finds its way to the Questions

An eye can see others laughing
But it can only cry
A Crying eye finds one good friend with positive view
It starts looking for the colorful life

I go depressed when friends leave my way
Friends are my shadow, they shine when Sun shines,
Follow me, pull each others leg, and laugh with no humor,
Just smile when we meet each other after a long time

Friends live to make memories
Memories add up like stories
Stories will be remembered
It will be very difficult to get back them to the real World...!!

Submitted By: Anitha N, 5th Sem EEE, SJCE, Mysore.