Theimage Poem by Bharati Nayak
Theimage
The house is still there
The mango tree andthe hibiscus flower
The thick jack fruit tree on the front
The slender drumstickhanging branches over the roof
The book-selffilled with books
On the tea-poy newspapers spread
On the porchon a the wooden chair, you are sitting on
Looking towards the sun
Reading Bhavans Journals,
Or the great Illustrated Weekly
From whose pages
Peeped the pictures of
National and international figures
The magazine has been closed
Closed with its pages
So many things
The past had been hidden in its leaves
The love, the war
jealousy and anger,
hatred and horror
Passion and ecstasy
In my memory.
You still, there,
In your chair
Holdingthe book you love
And I am looking at you.
The perfect image oozing from the mind of a lover. And a generous narration made the it so beautiful. thank you.
The past had been hidden in its leaves The love, the war jealousy and anger, hatred and horror Passion and ecstasy i am looking at you in wonder and amazement. lovely poem with clear ideas. not at all ambiguous. thank you dear poetess. tony
love awes being reeled through red yet it sparks to slither into core bondage is ever eternal still impulses to hold on lap of intimacy, and still image reflects to hold within..thanks for sharing
The house is still there with interesting sharing done here with nice motive. Impressive sharing....10
Such a wonderful drop! ! It is very hard to erase the memory connected to one you love. Nice.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 5:54:59 AM # 1.0.0.1119
well versed image - I can hear the sighs too- thanks for sharing such a beautiful image.