Poem by...Sivan PG Menon
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…an ode to my ‘dad and mom’
I don’t remember the day,
I toddled on to this 'space...vast..
How I knelt and jerked to reach
the stars and the sky, still a myth.
I wonder, how I learned walking
And talked to ‘mom and dad’.
It still surprises me,
I could chirp like the sparrows,
And imitate the humming birds.
Blessed am I to have the green woods,
the mountains, the gushing springs,
the lush green farms,
the swaying Daffodils,
and a ‘Strong willed dad & mom’
LIFE did take my tiny finger
As it yearned to be held…
As it cherished to be lead…
Through the serpentine realms of destiny,
I clung to them…in the middle…hand in hand.
The quest to reach the star lit sky
Planets so far…and puzzling…
Blue seas …deep and mysterious
I craved to unravel the truth,
befriended me from birth.
Thoughts masculine …enriched me
virtues feminine, nurtured me
emboldened me to wade ahead
‘more than a dad’….. He is to me.
‘more than a mom’…. She is to me.
Remember, the invaluable are invisible,
do not surface, like the pearl, hidden deep.
Embedded are they in my ‘dad & mom’
So deep. …deep in their inner soul…..shining,
an eternal bliss, divine…
a courage inspires me to dive deep,
excavate the hidden treasure,
that lies in them beyond the shores of relationship,
in the oceanic depth of LOVE & ESTEEM.
a fortune immortal…
an ethereal spirit awakens…rekindles…,
upholds a truth…Yes! mom & dad….
true to its form and splendor
like the scores of expressions NATURE transcends
strengthens my belief in LIFE and… Today, I am…what I am….
sivan this is a gr8 read...i've one on similar theme...'parents'
This is so splendid a write about loving parents... extremely passionate on a strong bond so earthreal it just flows so beautifully...great write 10 Rema
A wonderful ode to your beloved dad and mom.....loved this endearing poem loaded with trucks of love and emotion....5 stars.
'Through the serpantine realms of destiny, I clung to them in the middile hand n hand........... '' I could observe your philosopher, your artist in portraying a colourful painting which is perennial and reminds me the cycle of offspring rolling with no end.....pangs and passion everywehre in everyman is same......search for the truth...the ultimate truth..................? ? ? another toddler begun learning.... ......... Dear pgs, we spent a lot, spoke more but few about verses. I got a few minutes to go thru with urs, i'll be in touch with them, thanks for wakening me up................salu.
Simply overwhelmed.Your parents are lucky to have you as their son.God bless you.10+
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'Thoughts masculine …enriched me virtues feminine, nurtured me emboldened me to wade ahead ‘more than a dad’….. He is to me. ‘more than a mom’…. She is to me' most sincere and loving thanksgiving to one's own parents, these lines...good composition 10