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And the sound arose - எழுப்பப்பட்ட சப்தம் - Page 129 (Nandha to revisit and compare with Yashu's father's translation)


The sound aroused



Sound has arisen
from the sea
from the beetle
from the carelessly cut fields
from the painting
and finally
from a word
Peace began to deteriorate
From the clutches of the sound
it started running and hiding
Sound that did not let silence to be seen
faded with a loud shout
Silence formed
Silence everywhere
Fearing silence
the world started shouting
Sound and Silence
started their rule
in turns
After some time
sound and silence
began to get used to co-exist
became inseparable ones
At the rim of the sound stretch
silence began it's penance
for peace

Foot Note: The Sound of Silence

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  1. எழுப்பட்ட சப்தம்(Pagge 129)
    சப்தமும் நிசப்தமும் ஒரு கதாபாத்திரங்களாகி வசனங்கள் பேசு நாடக மேடை போலிருக்கிறது இந்த கவிதை. அக்கடா என்று துண்டு போட்ட நிலம். இது உள்ளுணர்தும் விசயம் வேறு ஏதோ. சப்த நீட்சியின் ஓரத்தில் மிக பிரமாதமான வார்த்தை பிரயோகம்.

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