prasanna kumari


(un) Beaten - Poem by prasanna kumari

Am waiting for you, my son
Between us time seems to stand still
I might have failed you, my son
Failed in transmitting love to fill

Once did tears stand like pearls
In my eyes, tenderness beamed
In my dreamy face(eyes) , a girl’s
Mirage, as wife, I a failure deemed

My mother, one for one and truly loveable
Suffering untold pain in life-giving joy
Gone now, but not gone her lullaby’s warble
I admit, ma, I am a beaten toy

My God, tender and kind, turned
His loving eyes towards me
I missed a beat, not responded
I feel a sense of failure deep within me

A teacher I am now, by chances strange
To kindle the spark of quest in you
Nay, shaped you not a burning flame-orange
Curse me not, my child, I am beaten like you

Sculptures I made with the clay of love
They turned out ugly or broke altogether
The sanctum sanctorum has no idol of love
Where I stand with my hands folded together
Offering tears of a beaten soul

Like the ripples of a smooth-flowing stream
My poems and myself have gone so far
Couldn’t you find your sweet day-dream
Reflect in my fancy’s silver-mirror for ever

Don’t you hear my silent songs
My sorrows are your sorrows too
My poems sing best of your pangs
As a poet I am not beaten true


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  • Ramesh RaiRamesh Rai (8/19/2019 4:45:00 AM)

    Fragrance of Mother's love is exquisite. I tried to find out the truth of the fragrance but failed. As if the stream of the poem is sprouted directly from your heart. (Report)Reply

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  • Unnikrishnan E S (9/10/2016 5:56:00 AM)

    Don’t you hear my silent songs
    My sorrows are your sorrows too
    My poems sing best of your pangs
    As a poet I am not beaten true.

    This is how a mother identifies herself with her offspring. Through unblemished unselfish love. Nice poem. Thank you for sharing.
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  • Madathil Rajendran NairMadathil Rajendran Nair (3/1/2015 7:36:00 AM)

    Beautiful poem that begins in tears and ends in hope:
    'My poems sing best of your pangs
    As a poet I am not beaten true'
    Truly a great write.
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  • Captain Herbert PoetryCaptain Herbert Poetry (4/27/2014 3:26:00 AM)

    Cry is the silent song. Beautiful poem (Report)Reply

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  • Krishnakumar Chandrasekar NairKrishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (10/16/2013 4:36:00 AM)

    No mother ever fails her son
    Even if it be in deeds seemingly undone
    For whats hidden in her heart will one day become
    The true song of glory every grown up, child will sing for mom.....


    (Yes, as a poet you are unbeaten...true! Well expressed and great poem)
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  • Marieta Maglas (9/20/2013 11:10:00 AM)

    Wonderful poetic lines expressing the feelings of a mother (Report)Reply

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  • Geetha JayakumarGeetha Jayakumar (7/23/2013 7:50:00 AM)

    Wow..Very beautifully expressed. Enjoyed each words or each moment i can tell....wonderful. (Report)Reply

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  • Valsa GeorgeValsa George (11/7/2012 9:48:00 PM)

    As a poet you are not beaten, but stand on the zenith of perfection! This is what I feel on reading this poem. The sobs of a mother and her concerns and anxieties about her son, the self reproach at the thought of not having fulfilled her duties, all these are so poignantly brought out! Great! ! (Report)Reply

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  • Ency BearisEncy Bearis (10/10/2012 12:38:00 PM)

    Interesting and impressive poem, well worded (Report)Reply

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  • Neelam Kumar Sharma (12/30/2011 3:56:00 AM)

    A beautiful poem. It reminds me W.B.Yeats's A Prayer for My Daughter. (Report)Reply

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  • Roy Gotaas (6/19/2008 7:43:00 PM)

    This is a very lovely work which evokes perhaps extra sympathy in me as a single parent.

    I thank you for your kind comments on my own work.

    Sincere regards,
    Roy
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  • Greenwolfe 1962 (4/2/2008 12:29:00 PM)

    This is actually a great deal more than just a poem.
    This is more like a drama played out on a stage.
    I wouldn't be a bit surprised if this could not become
    a formal dramatic play. There is certainly enough
    content here for that. I am very impressed.

    GW62
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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjrFrank James Ryan Jr...fjr (9/30/2006 11:11:00 PM)

    Ne're so precious be a Mothers bond to a Child be...
    A very impassioned, emotional Penning, Prasanna....Very well expressed, indeed'''''''''''FJR
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  • Duncan Wyllie (9/30/2006 1:34:00 PM)

    This is one of the most touching lines I have read:
    Gone now, but not gone her lullaby’s warble
    BEAUTIFUL,
    Love duncan X
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  • Dr John Celes (9/29/2006 5:44:00 PM)

    A mother's failures in rearing a child are emotionally described.At the same time, .
    her own limitations, justifications and trysts with environs of life are well-depicted, entwined with her pining for the love of her child!
    Good poem,
    Dr John Celes
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  • Risha : Ahmed (9/28/2006 8:40:00 AM)

    It is a poem that all mom's will love (Report)Reply

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  • Catastrophe King (9/26/2006 3:50:00 PM)

    I really enjoyed each and every word that you have woven in this poem. It has so much of life in the verses... one wonders, where was the talent until now... you have put your heart on this one, for sure! Deservingly 10 here. (Report)Reply

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  • Kee Thampi (9/25/2006 3:55:00 AM)

    Once did tears stand like pearls
    In my eyes, tenderness beamed
    In my dreamy face(eyes) , a girl’s
    Mirage, as wife, I a failure deemed

    this makes me to write a savage...
    primitivity made in its own natural folk pet character.... in own real feel
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  • Tranquil Ocean (9/21/2006 7:44:00 AM)

    A very heartfelt write.I could really relate to it.
    Thnx...TO
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  • Nalini Hebbar (9/21/2006 6:15:00 AM)

    prasanna...a very soulful poem that will touch every mother's heart...great write...love...nalini (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 21, 2006

Poem Edited: Friday, September 17, 2010


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