Searching For A Name Poem by Bharati Nayak

Searching For A Name

Rating: 4.9

I was born to a home
Where every body calls it Mr.X's home
I was married to a Home
Where everybody calls it Mr.Y's home
And refers me
As Mr.Z's wife
I became a mother
They call me as someone's mother
I brought home
A daughter-in-law
They call me as someone's mother-in-law
My name is never referred
I always live by
With some names tagged by
I took upon it myself
To earn a name
Where Mr.X, Y, Z and A, B, C, D, E
Will be tagged after me
The question haunted me
And I hunted for a space
For myself
I came to meet
Poem Hunter without a prefix
Oh! At last there I found
My sweet little name
And the Big Big Home.

Searching For A Name
Monday, March 23, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: identity
Susan Williams 21 February 2016

Yes! This thing of calling a woman Mr. So-and-so's wife, fiance, ex-wife, widow may give another a reference point as to who we are but it is annihilating to our sense of ourselves as a distinct human being of our own. I first noticed this sort of thing when I was called and called others So-and-so's Mother. That gave us a point of reference but it also said that we didn't know each other. I am so delighted that you found yourself recognized as a specific individual human being here on PoemHunter- -recognized as a poet, recognized for your thoughts and your feelings. I am glad you wrote this poem and awakened us all to recognizing and respecting each other as poets, writers, commentators, readers and people who come from different backgrounds and different life experiences and how pleasing all that is when I now realize I know a person called Bharati Nayak and know she is a warm, intelligent, talented woman. This poem effects change and that is a mark of a great piece of literature. Well done, Bharati, well done.. .

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Khairul Ahsan 10 March 2022

Thank you Susan, for acknowledging Bharat's talents and appreciating her poem so eloquently. Your comment to is beautiful, appreciative and kind. I do appreciate your thoughts. You have spoken a lot much like what I have thought about the poem and the poet.

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Bharati Nayak 12 June 2016

Thank you dear Susan Williams for reading my poems and giving your inspiring comments.

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Dr Antony Theodore 10 September 2015

I always live by With some names tagged by I took upon it myself To earn a name And I hunted for a space For myself ohhh that is soo fine that you found yourself call yourself the little Bharati in Poemhunter where we are all at home. soooo nice Bharati. Thank you.

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Bharati Nayak 12 September 2015

Thank you so much for your nice comment.I really feel very happy in my new Home-Poem Hunter whereHere I find amazing people, who belong to different corners of the world but still warm and close like close knit families.

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C N Premkumar 28 August 2022

A poem which questions the psychology of the society. We talk about gender equality but in reality we cannot see it. I always wonder why married women add Mrs before their name and married men never change Mr even after marriage. The poem toches a brilliant analysis of social psychology

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Indira Renganathan 22 August 2022

Beautifully said all about a woman...I go with Susan Williams's comment greatly...yes, we are all poetesses now...well done Bharati....this poem is on top beyond scores and rating...thank you

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Khairul Ahsan 10 March 2022

Everybody wants his/her name to be pronounced when s/he is addressed. This is a natural urge. There is a lot more love associated with the name when one is addressed by it, than when addressed by a prefix as you have mentioned.

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Khairul Ahsan 10 March 2022

Yes, the 'Poemhunter' is indeed a safe and peaceful refuge of unrecognised poets, who exchange their thoughts freely here about the poems, poets and on the comments of the readers.

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Khairul Ahsan 09 March 2022

So nice, innocent and tender thoughts, I am touched. You have a beautiful name, Bharati and indeed we love to call you by your sweet name. You have expressed your feelings so eloquently! Beautiful poem.

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