rajagopal haran

(21.04.1962 / Tiruchirapalli-Tamilnadu-India)

Journey of a body


When I fell
My mother wept for
The big boulder
Hit me on the head;
Soil was made red which
My mother’s tears washed;
Doctor’s medicine and mother’s benevolence
Cured me fast and made me fit.

Outside the house,
The vagaries of life
Fired insults and injuries
Inflicting indelible wounds;
Got the magic balm
In the touch of my mother;
Love embodied in my mother
Nothing could defeat me.

That time also came
My mother bid goodbye
To her body and her son
End of the world? End of me?
No, life went on;
With more assaults and more beatings
Injuries were green
Never found the cure

Heart started the strike
Asking for rest on alternating days
D-day arrived and my heart was relieved
Free from the past and straw for the present
I could see them taking me
Pushing the trolley into the incinerator
Mother was not there to balm my body
Oh! Nothing was left except the ash!

Submitted: Friday, November 02, 2007
Edited: Thursday, April 21, 2011

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  • Rookie - 753 Points Arka Chattopadhyay (11/21/2007 7:01:00 AM)

    I'm reminded of Lawrence's poems on his mother...
    The most fundamental relationship.The most fundamental loss. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 753 Points Aigis Nalian (11/20/2007 9:57:00 AM)

    you do have a positive talent for bringing out deep thoughts through easily identifiable words in a pleasing yet thought provoking way.. good! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 753 Points Sylvia Prinsloo (11/20/2007 8:57:00 AM)

    Very very heartwarming - reminds me of the time when i was small and my brother jabed a gardenfork through my toes - my mother conforted me and assured me that she loved me and everything will get better

    Sylvia (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Janice Windle (11/8/2007 4:40:00 AM)

    Someone once said that all art is about life, birth and death. This is certainly art - moving and emotionally direct. Excellent. (Report) Reply

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