'Salvoni' Poem by Parameswaran Nair Damodaran Nair
'Salvoni'
A cute little girl, not a doll, a beautiful angel
I brought from a distant city, a gift for my daughter
'Salvoni', she called it and took care of it dedicatedly
Who soon became a bit of the heart of my heart's bit
Decked to beauty with braided skirt and choli
It marvelled above the marvelous fairy princess
Necklace of Gunja seeds and Maala of Thumba flowers
Made her a celestial being hailing from wilderness
She winked with her gleaming blue sapphire eyes
Encompassed by thickly lashed darkened eye lids
A saffron Mehandi added to her smiling face
The brightness of a lotus bloom in rising spring sun
Distanced by the local population a Dracula Castle
Stood alienated among the neighbour's houses around
The vampire who was thirsty for young female blood
Was a terror, and to women and children a nightmare
Nobody has seen the Count face to face hitherto
But a vague dark tall figure passing in an old Ambassador car
A black Jackal with fiery eyes and bloody canines
Was spotted roaming inside the castle in black nights
Passers by were keenly watched by hidden eyes
To spot any possible throat puncture of blood outlet
Absenting to lunch with me they strolled into the castle
And engaged in playing with their cousins inside, one day
A black flash of apprehension passed through my brain
Trespassing my words sunk me into deep desperation
It was not for the authority but the anxiety of a father,
For creating awareness of the danger of recklessness
That I summoned them, snatched and threw away Salvoni
And punished them hard in a suddenly waved fit of anger
A peep into their room, after a few minutes, sunk my heart
To see my little daughter sobbing and wiping Salvoni's tears
Asking to calm down while straining to stop her own tears
Regretfully I hoped pain would restrain their temptation
Instead, the hard clog it created in their bleeding heart
Remains undissolved still in spite of the mighty flow of love
Hard decisions on good intentions may conflict
Until the subtle power of time unveils the truth
Nice poem. Children can only be understood if we visit their worlds. Brought a tear to my eye.
Yes, dear Bindu it is that fear tempted me to punish. Thank you
I don't know if it is a fictitious story! However it contains a touching message. We should not punish children in a fit of anger without proper understanding of the situation. If they are punished unncessarily, it will leave a deep scar in them which time may not be able to heal. The narration is done in a very touching manner! A sure 10
Thank you dear Valsa George. It is an excerpt from life. The incident has created a deep wound in me rather than in my child.
An incident which could be considered to have little importance is pictured here with much grace.
A cute little girl! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/8/2024 7:55:07 PM # 1.0.0.1119
hard decision on good decision may conflict......a hard reality expressed so significantly
Thank you very much good friend for sending the first comments appraising my hard decisions.