Crescent Crowned Language
M K Harikumar
Translation: Prameela Tharavath
Crescent crowns are numerous
In my language
It occupies its position
On all lettersIn it’s own sequence
Oh! my language dances in the sky
Fluttering its crescent wings
All living things in the universe
Are My language
But it’s laced with the lunar glory forever
In the aching totality of existence
All the time
When overgrown
In reminiscences
In dreams The moonlit language
Opens a celestial window
Of joy and hope
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