Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil

Rookie - 8 Points (Jan 8-1952 / Perinnanam)

Reflection - Poem by Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil

Slouching beside my parents
A shabby shriveled bloke
Wrapped himself in a rug worn
Laden with a bulky bag torn

Unfolding his bulky carryall
‘Showcasing’ couple of his works
Animated with the literary styles
And so musical with the themes!

Jibes from the parents & verbose he became
Coaxing them, with the recitals repeat
And so bared the similes, couplets & metaphors
Wide eyes wrestling with the prospective buyers
………………………………
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Though decades and decades passed, while
Posting my poems on poetry site
Requesting attention of members agog, occasionally
Reflecting somewhere deep inside
The faded picture of that shabby bookseller,
His jaunty rhymes, imploring eyes & that unrewarded return


Comments about Reflection by Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil

  • Rookie - 70 Points Johnathan Juarez (5/16/2012 11:23:00 AM)

    a very nice sentimental voice. unpretentious and soothing (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 2 Points Saju Abraham (3/26/2011 9:10:00 AM)

    The poem begins so beautifully and with your unique narrative style, you portray a piece of art through the poem. But the best part is the ending where the reflection comes in. Not to forget the superb imagery. Really a perfect one for me. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 13,680 Points Edward Kofi Louis (3/26/2010 4:20:00 AM)

    Great piece of work. Keep it up and let us learn from you as well.

    Thank you.

    E.K.L. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Shona Sengupta (3/24/2010 12:36:00 AM)

    I will be reflecting on this poem. well written.10. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Stacy Ferkol (3/23/2010 4:03:00 PM)

    it sounds as though your telling a story while still
    keeping it poetic and that your reflecting either on yourself or soeone around you (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Tamika Robinson (3/23/2010 3:34:00 PM)

    i absolutely love the way you told a story in this poem. in my opinion, it seems as though you have a sort of 'old english' story-telling flare. i find that as i read this, i sort of escaped reality, which i think is essential for telling a good story. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 3,102 Points Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (3/2/2010 10:22:00 PM)

    Rich reflection is a refreshing river. Well done my friend. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Eliza Willoughby (1/8/2010 11:13:00 PM)

    Amazing your writing is an art form in itself :) (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points Prof. Dr. Sakti Chakravorty (11/17/2009 9:40:00 AM)

    Poem writing I love to say painting emotion with words…
    If one swayed by excellence ‘Dead’ becomes the poet.
    Ten.
    dr. sakti

    Cordially invite to my page [poem] read / comment and…. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 26 Points Joseph Poewhit (11/10/2009 11:10:00 AM)

    Words cast a shdow over many that are in the same boat. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 41 Points Varanasi Ramabrahmam (11/10/2009 7:21:00 AM)

    Poetry-writing is a way to self-fulfillment. If one gets fame and money also it is a bonus. The essence remains expression of the rhythm within in a rhythmic way. Aesthetic persons always enjoy good poetry or poetry of their liking we not at any time asking to go through our verses. A nice reflective poem on poet's feelings. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Carol Gall (11/9/2009 10:26:00 PM)

    if a writer of poetry is looking for fame not usually happens where every poem
    is liked bad with the good (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Deodath Debideen (11/4/2009 12:19:00 AM)

    Great effort, my brother! I understand. Yours may very well be my own story! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 0 Points cheyenne briggs (10/29/2009 6:07:00 PM)

    I really enjoyed this poem.It was really good and expressed many things.I got many pictures in my mind about what you where talking about.Thanks for sharing.
    :) (: (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jaleel Perinjanam (10/28/2009 2:50:00 AM)

    Noordeen, The poem evolves some shabby memoirs of the past. The bliss from the dusty old grief is assorted with nostalgic environment. Why the shabby bookseller sprawling beside your parents? The link is not conceived to me as desired. The poem has a thirst to admire jovial verses of the past generation. Appreciated your effort. Admired the notion…. jaleel (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 794 Points Louis Rams (10/25/2009 8:18:00 PM)

    a poets life is one of peer pressure, and we actually look forward to hear what our peers have to say about us and our works.
    and you have touched all your peers with this write.
    a ten (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Jane Meyer (10/24/2009 7:19:00 AM)

    It's a very interesting plot. Great imagery! (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Marcella D (10/23/2009 8:46:00 PM)

    this poem is so revieling and deep, nice tho (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Samanyan Lakshminarayanan (10/22/2009 9:57:00 PM)

    A GOOD NARRATIVE POEM...CREATIVITY EVEN IF NOT RECOGNIZED GIVES A JOY (Report) Reply

  • Rookie - 26 Points Joseph Poewhit (10/22/2009 4:24:00 PM)

    The title brings the words alive. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 5, 2011


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