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Originally Posted by shambhavi
reading signs are dangerous
they encourage rules
without obedience
imaging truth
denying supervision
perilious navigation
just look at what this one says...
"The Earth's Rise"
the earth's rise:
swimming through the atmosphere,
nestled within
the celestial heights.
alas all but spinning out of control
through the metally-toxic, wrenched winds
scraped free of its green:
its being, its life
that beholds
the essence
on which
all have
thrived.
"A Footprint"
A footprint
yields but
a marking.
Beware!
The depth in which
it leaves its mortal stains...
upon all that Mother
had.
And all that we take
without
asking:
what good have we given back?
:clap: beautiful.........Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
Querida ,
Your theme on Mother Earth and as a continuation about our stealing her treasures as written in Footprints was a delight to read and at the same time thought provoking.
Nichiroojii
:notworthy: Thank you Nichiro!!!
I think it is a theme that should be taken seriously, I hoped to convey the same message with the earlier "dear mother".
"Bound"
"It's the Circle of Life, And it moves us all" - Lion King
to reach across the world to
feed the hand that bites you
to caress the lamb's skin
yet know the wearer's face
drink from the vessel
that quenches its own thirst
leaving the sands of time
upon parched tongue
writhing to curb the grains
of truth from
becoming
WORD
if runs
towards the
knowing to
will wait along side what
expecting if runs
again with out
"bleeding beats"
there it beats
between the doubts
between the thoughts
between the idle hopes
reverberating through
the links
that wait
to seep
into the pain
that always
had its place
don't tempt its jealously
it will only
make me bleed
nice :)
I found this english translation of my favourite Bharathiyar song: "Nallathor Veenai Seithe"
Nalladhor Veenai Seidhe
Having crafted a wonderful Veena - will thou
spoil and consign it to dust?
Tell O' Goddess - I have
been created with wisdom by thee,
Won't you give me the strength - for me
to live a life fruitful to this land?
Tell me O' Goddess - will thou
make me live as a burden off this land?
Like a swiftly thrown ball - a body
ready to spring on brain's command I ask.
Spotless mind I ask - a life
born anew daily I ask.
Even when the skin is on fire - a heart
that sings thy praise I ask.
Unshakeable wisdom I ask - Is there
anything that stops thee from bestowing these?
thank you @ http://asparkoffire.blogspot.com/200...ai-seidhe.html
my favourite rendition of this song:
http://www.musicindiaonline.com/musi...vie_name.5673/
yes i love this song too :)
but i guess my favourite is "kaakkai siraginile ........"
Q : your translation of Bharathiyar song: "NallathOr VeeNai SeythEn" is good and so is the poem 'bleeding beats' !
to seep
into the pain
that always
had its place
---
don't tempt its jealously
it will only
make me bleed
:thumbsup:
What happened to the Nightingale? :huh: no more poems? :roll:
:P @ Thamizhvaanan...am no nightingale!...be careful or i might prove my point by singing! :twisted:
if i resent life
with all my neccessities met
if i question faith
with wayward goals met
then it is not life i question
but the vile being
that has in hell its destiny met
*********************************
woman do not
falsely anoint me
as the gift of god
nothing more than
the consequences
of animal desire
why pestilence
strive to spread
on a dying source
is beyond any reason
that is credited to higher beings
if this is life...there is nothing more to see.
****************************************
Ashes To Ashes
Dust To Dust
To Return Once More
Is A Merciful Must
nice....welcome back :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
if in failure
facades scatter
and claim to
have henceforth
been summoned
does truth
stand by and
act out its
realization
or does it become
the ultimate mask
of placid
acceptance?
**********************************
there is a prudent opaqueness
that demands to seep
through the holes
reflected in the panes
that house the glistening
shards of visionary panes
its call lingers lost
slinking in and out of the clinks
in shattered shreds
ruminating loudly yet ignored quite sharply
refracting the reverberations
of melted sand
which continue
to see only
what is transparently
dark
**********************
there lies tragedy
just beyond the hills
of stones that dot the
fields of the listless dead
whatever rest
that was promised
lays unslept
treachous livingness
slithers hither and thither
and nibbles at the ashes
drying upon the waves
hurrying to capture
the soul that remains
trapped in the clutches
of its cursers
mercy be upon
all those who slumber
in the slighted hope
of idleness
A friend showed this poem to me and both agreed on its truthfulness...however biting...thought i'd share it with you all.
Quote:
When we two parted
In silence and tears,
Half broken-hearted,
To sever for years,
Pale grew thy cheek and cold,
Colder thy kiss;
Truly that hour foretold
Sorrow to this.
The dew of the morning
Sank chill on my brow -
It felt like the warning
Of what I feel now.
Thy vows are all broken,
And light is thy fame:
I hear thy name spoken,
And share in its shame.
They name thee before me,
A knell to mine ear;
A shudder comes o'er me -
Why wert thou so dear?
They know not I knew thee,
Who knew thee too well: -
Long, long shall I rue thee
Too deeply to tell.
In secret we met -
In silence I grieve
That thy heart could forget,
Thy spirit deceive.
If I should meet thee
After long years,
How should I greet thee? -
With silence and tears.
- Lord Byron
After a long while I'm back....foolishly thinking that a trip to the motherland would yield creativeness unbound....what i didn't know was that i would be too awed to even put what i felt into words...but of the few i did pen i will share.
there is a rumour
of empty space
its hallow call
fills the breath
of room it
usually occupies
as it tries its
feeble best
to spread its peace
the clusters of chaos
have advancedly arrived
they nudge and jostle
trilling their slogans
each wanting to
trigger
struggling one above the other
to subsume
in desires to consume
"that is the dilemma when you think too much"
When will the
words that spill
from pen step aside
to the native inside?
The brimming pronouncements
do not carry the heart as do
the foreign sounds
that claim they are indeed
original
yet the thinkings
remain clattering away in
latin
inching forward to express
what too many words
cannot feel
there is a yearnful parting
that never came
we search for it without notice
whether or not an illusion
not even the id will scandously admit
never knowing if each met
will ever be the ONE
as a replacement eager to be betrayed as us.
two strangers never encountered
convinced they will know:
innately, irrevocably
and as they contemplate thus
seemingly guarenteed in deed
each pass the other
remaining one less solely.
wrinkled wisps
and scaly puffs
excaberate the blues
while one lone
darkish whale
splashes through the skies
and distingrates before my very eyes.
:)
after a long time, yes! how r u?
A sister's letter to dearest little brother….
You came as the last addition to our small family
On a bright sunny evening when the whole world was on a holiday
1.1.1979 will forever be etched in our minds
as the day our little brother was born
The next few months were utter joy for me
It was like playing with a live doll
Watching you sleeping, feeding, crying,
Turning over, moving…..
You sat in your 7th month, crawled in your 8th,
Stood in your 9th month and by the time you turned 1, you were walking my dear
I remember every single moment of your development
I was there with you, remember?
I remember the time I fed you, bathed you, played with you
Cooked for you while you sat beside me in kitchen in our dear old house
I remember the times when you would run to me
Asking for MILO..hmm, that was your favourite drink..
and what would you say to me ???
'Akka, paal pOt cheeni pOt, milo pOt, Kuna aaam…'…
I can never forget that!
Thambi, you grew so fast in the intervening years
I missed you when I went to the boarding school and then on overseas
I missed your growing years - 6-11 years
But, I remember the letters you wrote me
And your little scribble in my autograph which I still have with me
Dearest brother, I remember the times
When you would just take a look at the rear light so of a car
And immediately say the make of the car at a very young age,
Before you were even 6!
Maybe that's why you became a car maniac when you grew up, dear!
I still remember the time when you cried for Appa not to drive the RED car
You must have sensed….
Appa crashed the car that night!
And, since then, you refused to get into a RED car!
You turned into a tall, handsome young man, adored by many
But, also resented by many
Was it because your frankness?
You were a strong character but this was the will power that helped you to move forward..
Thambi, no matter what people said, I have always adored you as my little brother
And for you, I bought a house so we could live together and travel to work/college together
But little did I know that you would miss our dear little old house so much
I still remember the good times we had in this old house of ours…
You were born there, our brother got married there, too
And it was our dear little Vithi Doodles' second home too!
Dearest brother, I still remember your joy when you received your LLB degree
You were cheered by many
You looked so handsome and happy
Thambi, you grew up to be domineering man
You made your decision to start your own business
We were ecstatic, overjoyed by this
At 23, you established Nashma Consultancy
NASHMA….taken from kuNASeelan, Harichandran, MAla..
The 3 of us siblings
I still remember the joy on your face the day you registered your firm
Dearest brother, I knew that 1 little worry you had was that I wasn't married
I know how much you adored and loved me
And I know how much Mom and I meant to you
And I also know how much you were overjoyed when I finally decided to get married!
You were over the moon
I still remember the plans you made to decorate the house
Preparation for wedding, video shooting, photo session etc
And when the final day came, you drove me to the temple, ayya..
Little did I know
That my last memory of a happy occasion with you would be my wedding day
You were there, dressed in an exquisite Kurta
And you were so happy to be the 'Machchaan thOlan'
We finally got to the studio for a family photo shoot
Now, I thank God we did that…..
Dearest thambi, you were so happy when I told you you were going to be Thaai maaman
You looked forward to coming over and seeing your little marumagal
You came dear, with loads of presents for her
And a beautiful locket for me
Thambi, we waited and waited and waited for your little marumagal to be born…
Finally she came but then, you had only 2 days with her
But I'm sure glad you took her first photo
And you photos taken of both of you together
These and your gifts for her will forever be with me
I'll make sure little Ananthiy knows her Thaai maman loved her very much
Thambi, the day came for me to say goodbye to you
I did not know that would be last time I see you alive ..
6th of January 2007 you flew back to Malaysia
I remember all our calls in the weeks that followed
I remember talking to you on the 3rd of March, thambi
You were so full of stories
And, I still remember you telling me you cooked kurma
And, that you missed amma very much in one your smses
I should have put our parents in the next flight after I got your sms!
Dearest Thambi…..
6th of March 2007 began as usual ….
But I had a bad dream, Mom had bad premonition, Dad had been having bad dreams ….
But, nothing pointed to fact that we were going to receive the news that would shook all of us….
Ayya, I had to be the person to receive the news of your passing at 6.30pm!
Oh!! That broke me down completely!!
I don't know how I drove back
And I don't know how I broke the news to our parents!
Oh! how crushed they were
I can still picture the scene ..the 4 of us embracing each other ..
Thambi….Why did you leave us so suddenly?
God is so cruel to take you away from us at a young age of 28!
You left a great deal of impact on many people..
Oh..the crowd that came for your funeral, ayya,..huge!
In your short life, you aimed and achieved great heights
The outpour of love and emotion was just humongous
Ayya, when you left us in January, I was to come in 2008 for your wedding!.
But, did I know that I would come to send you on your final journey?
It broke my heart to see our parents…
And your absolutely crushed Anna…
And it shattered me when I had to do my ritual of sending you away!
You looked so peaceful, ayya, as though you were in a deep sleep…
I can never get that image out of my mind…
With a heavy heart… I had to say GOODBYE to you, ayya,
My dearest little brother Kuna
Born 1.1.79, Passed away on 6.3.07 …..
And leaving all of us with a heavy heart, great sadness
And a life which will never be the same ever again…
We have lost our ability to laugh wholeheartedly ever since…
Will this remain for the rest of our lives?
Will the pain ease a little as time goes by?
Will I still have faith and believe in God?
Only time will tell…
But, Ayya, wherever you are, I want you be peaceful and happy
And I pray and hope you are blessed with a much much better family
In your next life ..you deserve to have a great life, Thambi..
For one last time…
I wish to tell you how much I loved you when you were alive
And how much you are still loved now even though you are gone forever
I know you are watching over us, you dear little family
And I also know you are my daughter's little guardian angel
And I will come and see you wherever you are when my time comes…
Till we meet again…
GOODBYE Little brother..
May peace be with you…..
Love,
Akka
May peace be with you :(Quote:
Originally Posted by NM
Oh NM....
You should be happy and always proud that so much can be said and felt and remembered of your thambi. I'm sure he knows and will continue to know the extent of his Akka's love for him. take care hon, thank you so much for sharing...
Oh ! I am seeing this only now :( :cry: I dont know what to say.. I am lost for words :cry:Quote:
Originally Posted by NM
My heartfelt condolences NM. May the Almighty give you and your family the necessary strength and courage. May your brother's soul rest in peace.
Please do stay in touch with us .
ohhhhhhhhh wow....Quote:
Originally Posted by NM
i am very sorry .. may peace rest upon your brother's soul and may god give you and your family patience, strength and fortitude to bear this loss..
your poem.... i m speechless..
:cry:
May your brother's soul rest in peace NM!
will a fortune
ever read the truth?
that all should know:
what insight into the fore
you seek
will be shown due
tomorrow!
mind and memory
crafty sabateurs
malicious in their
concern with what
was told to you
will occur
ONLY AFTER
it has eventualized
its present presence
therefore my materialized
mon petit fou*
you never will know what's
wrought afore it was
ever mentioned to be
realization is your only
recognition of happenedstance
our own truthy trues lays bare
gasps real air pour vous*:
vraiment, vrai, la vérité absolue*:
"Happiness is willed, made, shared
not Happened-made"
the following phrases are in french
*my little fool
*for you
**really, real, the absolute truth
two creatures
tethered
stalk each other
one brutalizer
one brutaled
one beater
one beaten
one's monstrosity
spins in angrish violence
the other's
pitiying crime
believes its fate
deserved....
:P
Hi Crazy :)
just was curious what prompted the little emoticon you posted...was it pertaining to the meaning of either of the poems or was it my use of french?
*re-sound de sounds*
al-one-ways
di-vide-dee-di-vine
sub-mergeds in germed-suds
v-ainit-y aint vit v-anity
dul-drums um drul-dums
sin-sear-city, sin-scar-ity
found fou und fond
be-leave-ebbs-by-lies-be-sott-by-be-très-all
ad-ditch-shun...add-is-sham
al-one-ways
fyi
*und - and in deutsch
*très - very in francais
*re-sound de sounds*
Interesting, meaningful, poetic experiments! :clap:
nice poems...wasnt sure, how to express ..so :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Querida
Speechless!! That good!!Quote:
Originally Posted by crazy
Quote:
Originally Posted by chevy
:) wordless ..maybe
queri : :thumbsup: :2thumbsup:
I love the last three :D...different from the rest and it has something that wants you to read those again n again :)