Rema Prasanaa

Partition 1947 - Poem by Rema Prasanaa

Partition 1947
(Rema Prasanna)

Parted souls
bleeding wounds
mother cried
no one heard
fenced borders
splintered divide
frenzied minds
crashed and died

One hand
on the other
dissection, division
struggle not ended
on a peace pact
peace subdued

Parted lives
parted hearts
parted freedom
shared many
shared not mother
she wailed
her heart sliced

Parted love
parted ideals
stood apart
on parallel pathways
on fenced borders
war scored
final verdict
parted nation
parted for ever

Comments about Partition 1947 by Rema Prasanaa

  • Indira Renganathan (8/19/2008 3:08:00 AM)

    Simple words, sharp feelings..May there be peace..Best of your poems Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

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  • everything has a name but me (7/17/2008 2:00:00 PM)

    That is a poem I shall contemplate until sundown.
    Simple words
    Sharp, quick verse,
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  • (6/17/2008 1:56:00 PM)

    I read 'Freedom at midnight' few months back. After that I lost peace of mind, lost quiet sleep for many weeks. Still there is a feeble desire in my heart to see our Bharath with Sindhu river fertile fields. Will it materialize? Your poem discloses the pain you sensed by the past partition. At last I could see in PH a poetess of sincere love to our Motherland. My regards from my deep heart. (Report) Reply

  • Vidyadhar Durgekar (6/11/2008 8:26:00 PM)

    Reminding those dreaded days of partition, the political gamble played by the colonial rulers.More than geographical partition., liit tis the seperation of many families and generation old legacy on either side.Nice work.My 10 (Report) Reply

  • (6/8/2008 7:27:00 AM)

    Partition of 1947 is like an Unforgettable Memory for the once who actually saw it happen since one big nation was parted into two which is sad but true. Interesting poem to read as poems like these show what has gone by. (Report) Reply

  • (6/2/2008 1:38:00 AM)

    Mahatmaji bleed ed and was fasting at Nowkali. The Society today may not even remember the pain and misery it caused in the minds of the millions. (Report) Reply

  • (5/31/2008 11:01:00 PM)

    A soul is born out of two parents. But in 1947 two nations were born out of one soul that departed- the pre-independence unity. Let us hope these two ' souls' grow in peace... (Report) Reply

  • (5/20/2008 5:56:00 AM)

    yes a painful event but an only solution to get the country free, the rulers still rule by their policy of divide and rule....we like the helpless puppet bear the consequences of such tragedies till today...
    a sensitive issue touched in poetic beauty..
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  • (5/18/2008 11:00:00 PM)

    A sad moment in the history of the nations, both of them. Well written! (Report) Reply

  • (5/12/2008 5:22:00 PM)

    Thanks for writing about this very painful page in history where even families were parted. (Report) Reply

  • (5/9/2008 4:36:00 AM)

    [The final verdict
    Parted nation
    Parted for ever].

    Great tragedy it was. We still feel that we have courage to make invisible such cartographic lines forever. we have to become a united south Asia. liberal.......and fully liberal South Asia.
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  • Vidyadhar Durgekar (5/5/2008 11:21:00 AM)

    touching poem of those midnight children.............good poem (Report) Reply

  • (4/24/2008 1:02:00 AM)

    Dear Rema chechi

    love have no fence, country & colour
    it will fly like a free bird

    ur poems is also feel an nature of love, but some thing is missing
    i didnot know where it is, if it add this one is amazing

    with love
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, July 17, 2008

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