# Appa And Amma [my Parents] Poem by Samanyan Lakshminarayanan

# Appa And Amma [my Parents]

Rating: 3.6


About them
i could say now
with both appa and amma gone
when my dad died
his grand children said
'thatha would be singing
a duet with aachi'
they would be fighting there i thought


as a child
i was their judge
in their fights i used to
tell them who was right and wrong
as a libran
i had the scale in hand
i would say it right and
always it would be either way


the best parents i had
they never brought me up
they just let me grow
no reigns in hand
do this do that nothing
they had to say
they just let me grow
guess they never had any idea
about bringing up children


even amidst their fights
there was love
not the feeling i give my children
''A BROKEN HOME''
they never ever gave me that
a bitterness they never had in their fights
as like me they never gave their children
a feeling of a 'BROKEN HOME'

my mom was always there for dad
when he had become a drunkard
coming home staggering late..mom used
to feed him like she would feed a child
she was with him for his treatment to quit
they were not a pair of distinction
they were not a picture of perfection
they did make a HOME for me




COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sandra Martyres 23 July 2009

Very touching poem Samanyan....such commitment to the institution of marriage is a very rare thing today..and rarer still is the childrens' acceptance of their parents' faults and foibles...good write indeed...

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Rakesh Bedi 23 July 2009

..... they never brought me up/ just let me grow..... excellent sam! That is why, they say- parents are the god in person; very touching poem.

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Priyanka Bhowmick 23 July 2009

this is a very touching one...i agree with Mr.Rakesh Bedi..that parents are a form of God...wonderful

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this laid heavy on my heart. it is quite powerful. quite touching.. came form your heart.... im guessing you wrote it in tears.... i know.

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Carol Gall 23 July 2009

thank you for witing this it is so full of emotions - beautiful

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Shalini Sundararamalingam 15 September 2009

this is a very touching poem and a lovely portrayal of a typical indian family of wife taking care of husband and children no matter what trouble they give us..

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Mamta Agarwal 11 August 2009

a very lovely poem portrait of your home and family. love is about acceptance, forgiveness. parenthood doesn't come with a guide book, we do our best, however we have feet of clay. Samnyan, its a very touching account and proves without doubt, gratitude and love you feel for your parents. brken or not broken home, people can emerge whole, with a holistic approach. Mamta

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Miriam Maia Padua 01 August 2009

very touching, Sam a portrait of family you described vividly... a nice share for us, Sam.. thanks for sharing.. 10+++ lovelots, Maia

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Ency Bearis 25 July 2009

a touching poem....an imperfect family portrait...thus a mirror as a reminder that this would not happen anymore....well written with a lesson....10

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Ken E Hall 25 July 2009

Love and forgivness is the best medicine for our own soul and this poem tells me so+++++10 regards

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