Seema Jayaraman

Gold Star - 14,440 Points (24 Aug / Mumbai)

A Father's Grief - Poem by Seema Jayaraman

As I held you in my arms, sinewy of all
The anchor, to hold you secure, eternally
Promises, A Father to his child, inscribes
Etched in their souls, spelled through the eyes

This crook, most solid and sound I sold
Forever here, the mast with you sheltered
I will stand aground, rooted, so no harm dare stray
No wind and no tide, no destiny could prise

To catch, console, when you stumble and stray,
A rough carees here, a gruff lulaby for Baby whimpers
For you the harbor of my shoulders, I carved
To groom you in a better image,
My sail tattered I unfurled

In the rocking ceaseless tossing, evil willfully designed
Banshee winds, towering seas, bloodied land left behind
Through waters that had beckoned, the only route
To freedom, a passage to future bright,
Other far off avenues denied

When the ship’s shepherd, threw away the steer
Swindled again, deceived humanity, the enormity of black scape
Wheels I held - the last fight, your savior Me to deliver
With only a prayer – Daddy Be Safe, upside down I realized

I felt you slip, surrendered, the nightmare, that never should be
All I held dear, in that dark moment, snatched from me
Desperate souls in black night, in darker depths drowned in treachery, dreams asunder perished onboard, destiny n'vr agreed

We were tricked, deceit craftily snitched, my life
My bubble, My froth, My fizz – All I ever hoped to be
That moment, eternity merged with Now and never, all denied
God welcomed his light, Earth and humanity left bereft

Yet to this wild, all undeserving zombie – Men
A reminder, to heed, to heal and apologize
Look my brother, the treacherous waters, did concede
A most delicate & tender shell, that once held a cherub inside

That which mother of all mothers could not hold
From her dark churning depths, she returned from her womb
Rocking on thundering waves, so gently a shining pearl
Ashore a wet tear swept golden shore, she gave
Now to the arms of human race I forsake

Witness my baby, my babies fragile, nary a delicate hair askew,
Nor the clothes worn or shoes, in place their angelic glow
For those with heart to weep, lesser beasts to repent
I carry the corpse of my being, weighed down by empty shoulders

©Seema Jayaraman, Mumbai (Sep 2015)

Topic(s) of this poem: father


Poet's Notes about The Poem

My homage to Mr. Kurdi and his family, I tried to deny and suppress, but these words just refused to die, so I have allowed them forth raw, today unedited, I apologize....My dear lil babies, myself a mother of two lil boyz, this loss is beyond comprehension...

finally u r with light with what we call God with peace n all encompassing luv. We want to apologise for the horror n distress that drove ur family to flee in an over crowded boat..the painful moments that snatched u fm the arms of ur protectors ur beloved parents....we want to apologise for what we hv allowed to turn this earth into..in the name of religion, in the name of greed, in the name of intolerance, in the name of limited resources, in the name of superiority, in the name of color, in the name of violence....we want to apologise for the evil that burnished your homeland into a gallery of death and destruction...a cause which fights for the sake of everything except that which makes this earth a liveable harmonious place...some of us still look at the light shinning in your eyes and sigh with grief at the loss and the larger invisible slow extinction of humanity looming over us..peace be with u.

I wish there was more I could do and offer, all I do is offer you these frail words and my prayers.
luv
Seema

Comments about A Father's Grief by Seema Jayaraman

  • Bri Edwards (11/16/2015 2:15:00 PM)


    do you want the title with Fathers or Father's in the showcase? i'm putting it in now with Fathers as i just noticed it. bri :) (Report) Reply

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  • Bri Edwards (11/16/2015 2:01:00 PM)


    and thanks for the Poet's Notes. :) (Report) Reply

  • Bri Edwards (11/16/2015 2:00:00 PM)


    No wind and no tide, no destiny could prise.............. you, i think, used prise in another poem i read. at the time i did not know that prise/prize is another word for pry. i show below what i learned today:
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    prīz/
    verb
    verb: prise

    another term for pry2.
    prizing open the door
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    A rough carees here, a gruff lulaby for Baby whimpers..............caress i believe. [i know you said unedited and you are busy with many other tasks outside of PH. therefore i 'forgive' the typos! ! ! :)

    Through waters that had beckoned, the only route
    To freedom, a passage to future bright,
    Other far off avenues denied...........
    ............. great lines! who is to say if the family would have fared better or worse if they had not entered the boat? ? a great risk taken, for a great reason, for the chance of a great reward. a great personal tragedy was the result. but maybe their fate would have been worse if they stayed at home, OR if they reached their planned landing spot. I pity the refugees, and the ones left behind, but also the countries faced with harboring the refugees.
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    Look my brother, the treacherous waters, did concede
    A most delicate & tender shell, that once held a cherub inside

    That which mother of all mothers could not hold
    From her dark churning depths, she returned from her womb
    Rocking on thundering waves, so gently a shining pearl................ a caption for the photo? Very sweet!

    This shall appear in my/our November “a showcase for PH poets”, Section C. thanks. bri :)
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  • Charl Cilliers (11/8/2015 5:34:00 AM)


    You have a great heart of compassion, Seema (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (11/8/2015 12:40:00 PM)

    Thank you Charl for visting and your encouraging comment, have a few more musings which you most likely will like..Why Blame Me A Blood Moon, Dawns Aural littany and a spate of haikus. Thanks

  • Edward Kofi Louis (11/3/2015 6:50:00 AM)


    Promises! ! But, with hope. Nice work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us. (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (11/8/2015 12:41:00 PM)

    Welcome Edward, glad you enjoyed. Thanks.

  • Mary Mc Creath (10/18/2015 3:48:00 PM)


    Touching and heartrending. The spelling correction is changing the words I type (Report) Reply

  • Mary Mc Creath (10/18/2015 3:46:00 PM)


    Touching and heartrending (Report) Reply

  • Mehta Hasmukh Amathalal (9/16/2015 8:24:00 AM)


    nice poem...10

    Father, towering figure
    make sure
    that each comfort is there
    and there is nothing to fear...
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    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/16/2015 1:15:00 PM)

    Thank you Sir, overwhelmed by the rating..

  • Stephani Kievaughan (9/15/2015 5:55:00 AM)


    beauty and honor and reverence and the chance to convey Compassion through empathy. Are these not the reason our Hearts and souls are not Moved to write Poetry. I Submit it is a Noble way to express our regrets our hopes our passion to reminisce. We Dare to Look back committing the pang's of all which ails us deep down to be carved into stone with our own black tears as Ink upon the tips of our Quills. (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/15/2015 10:41:00 PM)

    I see poetry in every line you write, way ahead way complex way mature than anything that I can ever hope to bring forth, thank you for exposing and rekindling in me the quest to read and research on higher literature the likes of which you have shown a glimpse of with your words of encouragement..

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/14/2015 2:17:00 PM)


    Father's promise is always favorable and memorable for his child. It is so sad to have tragic experience but you have expressed emotion very well. Amazingly this is thought provoking poem shared really....10 (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/15/2015 2:04:00 AM)

    Thank you for your time and encouraging comments, usually I desist writing on such events cause it makes me relive and retouch the pain but with the encouragement I am getting on this forum I will continue attempting

  • Akhtar Jawad (9/11/2015 8:11:00 PM)


    I was introduced to you by Valsa George. It's a great poem. I wrote Valsa, it's nothing new children have been misbehaving and maltreating their mother earth since their hands were spared for misdeeds. They remain innocent as long as they crawl like a four footed animal................................10 (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/13/2015 11:58:00 AM)

    Hello Sir, thank you for your kind words of encouragement. I agree that Earth's children are plundering her, but how I wish the atrocities did not touch small helpless children. This is my expression of protest, actually I am writing poem after about 20 years. With the encouragement I have got in this forum I will definitely keep sharing my attempts at poetry.

  • Geeta Radhakrishna Menon (9/11/2015 1:31:00 PM)


    A tragic incident so powerfully portrayed! May God give courage and strength to the father to bear the irreparable loss. Dear Seema, you have a compassionate heart and you have succeeded in evoking deep emotion in the readers (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/13/2015 11:59:00 AM)

    Thank you M'am, for considering the portrayal powerful. I just hope the feeling of incredulous indignation from across the world will somehow prevent future atrocities on lil children, such pure expressions of god.

  • (9/11/2015 9:54:00 AM)


    An important, unfortunate contemporary subject taken as the theme of this poem and every line is having the real expression of sorrow, dismay and in that sense this is a very important and good poem. (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/13/2015 12:01:00 PM)

    Thank you Sir for your time and thoughts about this poem, this belongs to the family and I think I somehow just channeled probably 1% of their feeling of helplessness and loss and pain. This is for all small children who are the image of God for us.

  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (9/9/2015 7:37:00 PM)


    You have poured out intensely on a very unfortunate incident that had the whole world shocked and shattered. Good you chose to write it raw because the subject demanded such a handling. A very powerful write indeed. (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/10/2015 5:14:00 AM)

    Thank you Sir, for sparing the time to read through my difficult lines..I was struggling actually to express my protest at God and Man's act... i hope i will continue to get your feedback to refine and improve.

  • Dr.tony Brahmin (9/9/2015 9:08:00 AM)


    As I held you in my arms.....To catch, console, when you stumble and stray,
    A rough carees here, a gruff lulaby for Baby whimpers...In the rocking ceaseless tossing, evil willfully designed.....towering seas, bloodied land left behind......
    When the ship’s shepherd, threw away the steer
    Swindled again, deceived humanity, the enormity of black scape
    Wheels I held - the last fight, your savior Me to deliver
    With only a prayer – Daddy Be Safe, upside down I realized......Look my brother, the treacherous waters, did concede
    A most delicate & tender shell, that once held a cherub inside
    For those with heart to weep, lesser beasts to repent
    I carry the corpse of my being

    this is a classic.. my dear Seema.. sooo touching. i began to weep as i finished reading and went again and again to read and to take points from your poem to write this comment. thank you my dear Poetess. We poets should write about such cruelties in this world and should shake the consciousness of human beings at large. thank you again.. tony
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    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/9/2015 12:10:00 PM)

    Thank you Dr. Tony, appreciate your efforts in trying to read and re-read my verses and the pain hidden inside...I simply cant bring myself to edit these raw words, its almost like some higher being channeled these words through me in one exodus yday, cause my poetry skills were hibernating past 7 years. (ofcourse I have been writing lots of IT technical stuff during this period at work) . Thank you.

  • Kelly Kurt (9/9/2015 9:03:00 AM)


    You poured out the raw emotion that most of us felt, especially parents. Words are not enough to describe the horror and inhumanity. Hug your boys.
    Peace
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    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/9/2015 12:12:00 PM)

    Thank you Kelly, yes I hug my boyz and do all crazy stuff in the given limited time we have together..Thank you

  • Amitava Sur (9/9/2015 8:25:00 AM)


    A very heart breaking poignant poem where you remembered the most unfortunate happening with Mr Kurdi and his family. Still in between you talked about some values of life and threw some light on love and affection and also some duties and responsibilities te have a harmony and joy in family life. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/9/2015 12:13:00 PM)

    Thank you, but I promise this is one genuine spontaneity, I wrote the whole thing down rather typed it out in less than an hour yday. Thanks.

  • Valsa George (9/9/2015 3:51:00 AM)


    We all have been shocked by the tragedy that befell on the Kurdi family in which a little boy Aylan and his brother with their mother got drowned, while fleeing from terror in an over crowded boat! Seema, you have so poignantly brought out the incident and expressed in powerful words your moral indignation over the spawning hatred growing between countries and the escalating violence in the name of religion and supremacy! I had to read and re read this many times to get the full impact and meaning of this stunning write! (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/9/2015 4:02:00 AM)

    Thank you Mam, I left it raw and unedited as it had spewed out yday on my PC. My apologies for subjecting you to the indignation I felt. Thanks.

  • (9/9/2015 2:03:00 AM)


    Brilliant, , , hard hitting and heart wrenching (Report) Reply

    Seema Jayaraman Seema Jayaraman (9/9/2015 4:02:00 AM)

    Thanks Raj, appreciate your time and comments.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Monday, November 16, 2015


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