Prahlad Poem by Unnikrishnan Sivasankara Menon
Prahlad
Prince Prahlad was a little lad
When his father did him ask,
‘Where's your god?
I don't see him'.
'Everywhere,
In this pillar, yonder dust
And even in you and me.'
Answered he.
'In this pillar? ',
The father guffawed,
Drawing his scythe,
His son nodded.
In one swing
Of the scythe
The pillar
Fell in two.
Out came Lord
Mahavishnu
As Nara-Simha
Half man, half lion.
In a split second
As the son just winked his eyes
He tore the father into shards
Wore his entrails around His neck.
Prahlad had only this to say,
'God is there, everywhere
Except in your heart, Father!
For, though your heart is bare,
I don't see Him there.'
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I love the story of Prahlad. You have so beautifully captured the essence of the story. Thank you dear Poet....Top score
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Read it long back, once again you refreshed me with this poem. Full****
Quite happy that you enjoyed the poem, Anjandev. Thank You.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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God is omnipresent, omnipotent and omniscient.Nice write.
True. That is what the story of Prahlad underlines.