! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! November Rain! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Poem by Mamta Agarwal

! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! November Rain! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Rating: 5.0


Cast a glance at the heap of crumpled wet face tissues.
No, no I had not finally succumbed to swine flu.
At last, gave myself permission to have a good cry.
But when the sobs died and eyes were swollen and dry,

Suddenly there was an unseasonal November rain.
Nature made its presence felt through the windowpane.
Just as dead leaves fall in autumn from the tree.
I had let go off my past to make way for spring.

One came aboard the breeze to land at my cold feet.
I picked it up and pressed it in newspaper sheets.
It symbolised my past, which though buried still lived.
One day I’ll be able to look at it without twinge.

Why beat myself with a stick, have paid my dues.
The fog had lifted and the sky was clear blue.
Not to blame it on flawed human state or ask why.
Have embarked on a journey to find who am I…

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Raj Nandy 22 November 2009

I really loved reading this poem! 10 + At the entrance of the famous Oracle at Delphi in Greece, the following words are inscribed: - 'KNOW THY SELF'! Socrates delivered lectures on this subject! While later Philosophers & poets like Pope had exclaimed, ' The proper study of Mankind is Man'! Thanks for sharing! -Raj

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Vidi Writes 21 November 2009

Potted writings and Introspection Handy when humans probe past affliction. Being an hardcore optimist, helps Convincing reasons, bring Realms. Many patterns of human strength, out Realisation of self and stream, sprout. Dear poet, what an idea poured into these few lines...! ! ! ! Adorable lesson found and pleased. Thank you.

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Meggie Gultiano 20 November 2009

a poignant write and lovely indeed.The best piece that i read this early morning. thank you, Mamta for this beautiful sharing

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Sandra Fowler 20 November 2009

Even November felt empathy with your tears, dear Mamta. Very lovely and fragile.10, for you. Always your friend, Sandra

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Sandra Martyres 19 November 2009

Very subtle use of imagery and the metaphor to draw a parallel between the unseasonal November rain and your state of mind.....a touching and if I may say so poignant write Mamta..

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