M.D DINESH NAIR

(9 -21 / Thrissur (Kerala) / Vijayawada (A.P) , India)

A SONG FOR ALL


A dream lets out a clarion call
For a song for all - you and me.
A song for all is sometimes not to be sung.
It needs no singer nor any music.
A song for all needs no listener either.
It`s often heard from within.

A song for all is often silent
As no torrents thereof transmounts the minds.
A song for all sometimes cristalises into a mute babe.
Then it cries for our care later.
A silent wave of a song not sung
Craves for an entry into our spirit stubborn.

The notes firm for a life time
Make the song unsung a nightingale sweetly dumb.
Your breath substantiates a life`s tale.
If I miss to feel it, I miss to hear a song.
Dear mortal enlightened, have a mind
To breathe your song into my indifferences.

A song sung for ourselves for once
Will make the cuckoo nostalgic ever,
And she will come to our dwelling places
To absorb the new notes unlearnt earlier.
A song for all may be a dream,
But its mute riches have no reverses.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Edited: Wednesday, March 19, 2008

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  • Valsa George (9/21/2012 12:01:00 AM)

    This silent song is so melodious.....! A song for all which will 'make the cuckoo nostalgic' and 'its mute riches have no reverses'! ! A moderate sprinkle of fantasy and the visionary vista lend it a unique charm! (Report) Reply

  • Rajaram Ramachandran (3/29/2008 10:55:00 PM)

    A human ear can hear sounds from 20 cycles up to 20000 cycles. There are other sounds less than 20 cycles, which a dog or deer can hear or a snake can feel. Above 20000 cycles, it comes under ultra and supersonic sounds, which are fatal sounds. But as the poet says there are sounds, though silent, can be felt within ourselves. Take a sheet of paper and shake it. It gives a fluttering sound. The moving train or jet gives a lot of noise. How much sound the earth that rotates on its axis at the rate of 15 degrees per hour should make? But we don't hear them at all. God has made our ears in such way that we should hear those pleasant sounds only and not deadly sounds, so as to survive on this earth. Dinesah Nair's poem reflects the deeper sounds hidden within the hearts of a soul, which could be felt by that soul only. I like his idea very much. (Report) Reply

  • Katherine Wiley (3/26/2008 5:44:00 AM)

    Dr. Nair- a very lovely thought is expressed here, that you hope for a song for all of mankind. I especially liked your last stanza. kate (Report) Reply

  • Naveed Akram (3/25/2008 5:04:00 PM)

    A song is a beautiful poem of some sort. I like the use of this word for the words it represents. The 'song' word has been mechanical by sound, yet I like the clever use of poetic expression, and the way a song has been mentioned by your very telling.
    Well done! (Report) Reply

  • Edna Javelosa (3/25/2008 6:36:00 AM)

    It seems like everyone here sing the same unsung song and heard it from within..beautifully penned. (Report) Reply

  • Geovanni Leaño (3/22/2008 9:58:00 PM)

    well written!

    the more silent a song gets, the deeper its meaning will be... what a paradox yet true! thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • Broken Peaces (3/22/2008 11:24:00 AM)

    A well constructed poem pleasant to the eye with interesting subject matter a worthy 10 regards Chris (Report) Reply

  • Meggie Gultiano (3/22/2008 6:28:00 AM)

    This is wonderful! i love the flow of your words..gentle and caressing..i am glad i was able to read this piece of yours..Excellent is the right word (Report) Reply

  • Zimkitha Mpatheni (3/21/2008 6:09:00 AM)

    Dear Mr Denish Nair
    I am delighted to read your poetry. I enjoyed this because I only know emotions through music and words. But I like the irony of our songs are usually our very silence that defines who we really are.
    I think your potential in this poem radiates effortlessly.

    Keep the strong work. (Report) Reply

  • Abha Sharma (3/21/2008 6:07:00 AM)

    Your song was heard although it had no sound, the symphony was played within the heart, beautifully composed, (Report) Reply

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