My Petite Parrot, My Bountiful Treasure

chinnanchiru kiliye - kannamma
selva kalanjiyame
ennai kalitheerthe - ulagil
yetram puriyavandhai

pillai kaniyamudhe - kannamma
pesum porchithirame
alli anaithidave - yenmunne
aadivarum thene

odi varugayile - kannamma
ullam kulirudhadi
aadi thiridhal kandal - unnai poi
aavi thazhuvudhadi

ucchi dhanai mugandhal - garuvam
ongi valarudhadi
mecchi unai oorar - pugazhndhal
meni silirkudhadi

kannathil muthamittal - ullanthan
kallveri kolludhadi
unnai thazhuvidilo - kannama
unmatham aagudhadi

satrun mugam sivandhal - manadhu
sanchalam aagudhadi
netri churukam kandal - enakku
nenjam padhaikudhadi

unkannil neer vazhindhal - en nenjil
udhiram kottudhadi
en kannil paarvayandro? - kannamma
en uyir ninnadhanro?

sollum mazhalayile - kannamma
thunbangal theerthiduvai
mullai siripaale - enadhu
moorgam thavirthiduvai

inbak-kadaigalellam unnaip-pol
edugal sholvadundo
anbu taruvadile unainer
aghumor deivamundo

marbilanivadarkke unnaippol
vaira manigalundo
shir petru vazhvadarkke unnaippol
shelvam piridumundo


Here is the translation of this beautiful Bharathi's poetry...


My Petite Parrot, My Bountiful Treasure
My Wholesome Happiness, You came to create progress in this world

My Child-like, fruit dipped nectar, my speaking golden portrait
You come before me so gracefully that I feel like hugging you with passion

When you come running towards me, my heart chills
When I see you dancing with merriness, my soul hugs you

When I smell the top of your head, I feel strongly proud
If I hear someone praise you with sincerety, my skin tingles with excitement

if I kiss you on your cheeks, my heart goes beserk as if it is drunk with liquor
If I hug you with passion, I feel a blissful happiness

If your face turns to discomfort, even momentarily, my heart is disturbed
When I see your forehead wrinkle, my heart flutters with fear...

If I even see small droplets of tears in your eyes, a whole river of blood flows in my heart
You're the light of my eyes, my life is yours

In your child-like speaking, you'll cure all my worries/misery
In your innocent smile, you'll cure me of my ignorance

Can you even be described in pages and pages of Happy stories?
In sharing Love, can even a God equal you?

To wear on the chest, are there even diamonds/pearls like you?
Is there even a larger treasure than you in my life?

You're the most prosperous treasure in my life.


Poetry is not bounded by languages, i do hope you also like this as i do.