Shankaran Kutty

Gold Star - 5,322 Points (1st November / Alleppey)

The Poetess - Poem by Shankaran Kutty

She enters into a world of her own
As words tumble on to her page
Flowing like a ballet dancer’s steps
Profound, like words from a sage

She steps out on a journey far
And takes us readers by her side
A mother, a wife, a daughter, a sister
For all, she is their pride

As pretty as a monsoon rainbow
The passions in her poems run deep
Her words spin many a tragic tale
Stories, that make us weep

Her poems speak of simple thoughts
That spring from a mind so pure
Yet the sweet words that flow
Would for generations endure

Sometimes she writes so abstract
Sometime in fine flowing rhyme
But her words elevates the reader
Into a world of poetry, sublime

Her poetry soothes the wounded heart
Like a little child’s sweet kiss
On a magic carpet does it take
The reader, to a state of bliss

Of flowers, rains, a departed soul
Pains and hurts that do get worse
Of children, their toys and of a cat on the street
She paints in a canvas with colourful verse

A magic world, or one of her dreams
The cheerful presence of flowers in spring
With words in a flow that leaves me in awe
So smoothly, does she with her poetry, sing

For one whom poetry has oft left dry
She flows like the mighty Ganges river
Like the waves that crash in from the ocean
I want her to write forever

The world of dreams she has so far spun
She was born to write, does it seem
The smiles, the tears, her poetry evokes
For a budding poet, I can only dream

If a poet is a gift of God
And poetry his way to bless
Then a blessed gift of God is she
My friend, my sister, my poetess

Topic(s) of this poem: poetess


Poet's Notes about The Poem

Written on my dear friend and sister, who has inspired me to enter the world of poetry.

Comments about The Poetess by Shankaran Kutty

  • Savita Tyagi (10/11/2015 8:03:00 AM)


    Beautiful poem. You and your sister both are gifted poets. (Report) Reply

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  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (9/20/2015 7:31:00 AM)


    If a poet is a gift of God
    And poetry his way to bless
    Then a blessed gift of God is she
    My friend, my sister, my poetess

    Verily, the poetess is magnificent which is evident from the poem
    Loved reading it
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    Shankaran Kutty (9/21/2015 11:15:00 AM)

    Yes, sir.. She is a magnificent poet and a great soul.

  • Bhargabi Dei Mahakul (9/19/2015 8:22:00 PM)


    Wonderful expression is a great tribute to poetesses. Nature Mother is herself a very nice poetess who ever sings by grace of God. She brings spring and pure thoughts in simple mind. Really very interesting sharing.....10 (Report) Reply

  • Gajanan Mishra (9/19/2015 11:28:00 AM)


    poet is a gift of god, poetry is the bliss, good one.. (Report) Reply

  • (9/19/2015 12:02:00 AM)


    Sir,
    the portrait of the poetess painted through the magnificent flow of rhyme is superb. Hats off.10 out of 10.
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    Shankaran Kutty (9/20/2015 11:55:00 PM)

    Thank you very much sir for your feedback. Inspirational.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 18, 2015



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