Mallika Achuthan Menon

Sorrow - Poem by Mallika Achuthan Menon

The dense flocks of dark nimbus clouds
Had caused the sky to look gloomy
The sky had vaguely tried and failed
To conceal all her own agonies.
The wind flew up for consoling her
And whispered soothing words in ear.
Despite that care and love of his
Her eyes turned into pool of tears.
The distress somehow got lessened
and it turned into rain and fell on earth.
I could see you there in her mist of tears,
But I could not make out who you were.

The day was taking her retreat
towards the skyline as usual
but with hesitence in her mind.
She was always forced to do so
as a daily routine repeatedly.
Such departure had made her sick
And sobbed in silence rethinking it.
I had seen you there in her mind
But I could not make out who you were!

Our last and final exit from the world
could be named as death.
The people whom we loved so much
Would go away from us one by one.
As we could only abide the rules
Of birth and death of universal law.
But there would be another set of people
Who lived with bygone memories of
their beloved ones who wooed the death
as per their predestined fate.
I could see you there in their eyes
But could not make out who you were!

There were beggars who could not
meet with one single meal in each day.
I could see you there in their burning hunger
But could not make out who you were.

Miseries throve on their faces
who were struggling with maladies.
Their grievances were not remediable
And as such their condition was pitiable.
They wanely wailed in both pain and distress.
I could see you there in their wail
But could not make out who you were.

Amidst the so called dearest ones
Why did I feel all alone?
My deep sense of cold loneliness
left me weak and tainted from within.
Was it my fault; was it my fate
Or was it a curse, I could not assume till this date!
I could recount affirmatively
That one could define love as mirage.
I would not get rippled in it anymore
as it was an illusion of human mind.

My world was always cute and small
And I loved to live in that cocoon!
My mind had taught me to love the world
all through my life sincerely.
I promptly practised what was taught;
Though I could not get it back a bit.
Why I forgot to love myself
When I loved you all in plenty?
That query surfaced in my mind
But yet it remained unanswered.

Those disturbing thoughts
had made me sad
and I felt a striking pain in mind.
I could feel you in that pain
Oh! You were sorrow, the pain of mind.
I had seen you in many faces
But each was different from one another.
Now, I could make out who you were.
As I met you in me face to face.
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Topic(s) of this poem: friendship

Comments about Sorrow by Mallika Achuthan Menon

  • Ray Subrata Ray (10/23/2015 2:50:00 AM)

    Well done.Enjoy your lovely love-lyric. It speaks of the unification of feeling. The theme is the universal recognition of the soul of the lover. (Report) Reply

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  • (5/8/2014 5:43:00 AM)

    Sorrows in life abound well documented in this great is so short no time must be wasted only giving love ans spreading happiness around is the key to a happy life..regards (Report) Reply

  • Rajendran Muthiah (4/20/2014 9:03:00 AM)

    A song becomes sweetest when it tells of some saddest thought according to Keats. Finally you comprehend the shape of destiny, the predestined fate. Shakespeare has said, There is destiny in the fall of a sparrow. The wonderful thing is, your great talent to go on writing lines on this title. Cheers! (Report) Reply

  • (4/6/2014 10:05:00 AM)

    I carefully read the poem in its spirit of sorrow and extreme reality of real life and the final oblivion of nature and the human life. The inequalities, the poverty stricken beggar and his helplessness for a meal, the predicament of rain which the poet sees as the tears of sky all are beautifully narrated and included in this little poem in page but thoughtful in length and breadth of time and again in the journey of life where lot of pessimism is dragged us and the living being have to cope with the situation of last journey even if his or her performance in perfect and good or bad which only can say by the real judgement of the unknown truth and destiny awaits it I think. Anyhow the poem is very beautifully carved which creates and inborn pessimism and actually I felt it in that sense of sorrow emotion. (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh Rai (4/6/2014 6:53:00 AM)

    Sorrows are bitter no doubt but can not be avoided. this is the part of life. plz do read my poem banks of a river. it is short. thnx. (Report) Reply

  • Paul Sebastian (4/5/2014 2:32:00 AM)

    Poignantly written. The flair for words and rhythmic flow of the words impressed me.
    The in-depth longing and the search for meaning for the tears are expressed beautifully.
    I was touched by your sincerity to reach out. Great poem!
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  • Renee Sinclair (4/3/2014 11:47:00 PM)

    Wonderful and I feel and know your'e pain. Thanks :)
    Keep writing!
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  • (4/1/2014 1:10:00 PM)

    loveeeddd your lines, they are painfull yet innovative.
    come to my page and read my poems.
    hope you'll come
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  • Sekharan Pookkat (4/1/2014 12:43:00 PM)

    Painful thoughts
    Painted in red
    Hard to heal
    And unanswered -Nice penning- I like it
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Poem Edited: Wednesday, April 2, 2014

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