Madathil Rajendran Nair

Gold Star - 28,462 Points (3rd December 1946 / Bombay, India)

Unknown Pain - Poem by Madathil Rajendran Nair

Why does twilight
Instill in me
A sadness?
Why does a lonely star
Make me go lachrymose?

Am not separated from a beloved
To empathize with a tearful moon
At age sixty nine
Yet, what is it that tears at my heart
An ache, is that existential?

God knows –
Yet, an unknown pain
Is that we carry
From birth till death
Like unwilling pall bearers

If that weren’t the case
Of what avail is fancy
Depth of the night sky
Chirp of the lone sparrow
At nightfall
On the mountainside
Of what avail is poetry
At a pedestrian countryside?

Beautiful is pain
Am no masochist
Pain has poesy
As do sunsets
And the smiling Sirius
On a winter eve

Pain, pain and pain
Men tried to sink it in drinks
Here I remain
Eternally intoxicated
To weave the yarns
Of ceaseless poesy
Words please gather
Around my aching pen
So the pain of an unknown sunset
I can immortalize

Topic(s) of this poem: pain

Comments about Unknown Pain by Madathil Rajendran Nair

  • Anil Kumar Panda (1/27/2016 9:57:00 AM)

    Sometimes there comes out an ache in the mind and we will lonely. We come out to be under night sky to talk to stars and moon and get relief. Beautiful! ! ! (Report) Reply

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  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (9/14/2015 5:19:00 AM)

    Eternally intoxicated
    To weave the yarns
    Of ceaseless poesy
    Every moment there is an eternal panorama to capture and immortalize. One moment brings joy and the other fills it with fear to balance it on the whole. You have done your job well in capturing the feelings to share.
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  • Amitava Sur (9/10/2015 11:27:00 PM)

    A poem of realization, yes sometimes this melancholic feeling appears from subconscious mind which we cannot justify with our present or moving conditions. But definitely there lies a genuine reason behind it. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Kumarmani Mahakul (9/8/2015 1:04:00 AM)

    God knows –
    Yet, an unknown pain
    Is that we carry
    From birth till death
    Like unwilling pall bearers........true dictum. This poem is really a great poem depicted with beautiful diction. Thanks for sharing. ....10
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  • Roop Rekha Bhaskar (9/7/2015 1:52:00 AM)

    this poem brings the reality of life. yes sometimes there are reasons for pain. and sometimes we feel moody and sad for no reason. Sometimes some things happen in life that truly is a miracle. Though each one has a right to emotions, i have learned a new way to overcome pain. I shut my eyes and count 10 things/blessings that could have not been mine. and i find solace. Most often it works, sometimes not. And i console myself saying - i am human.. not an angel.
    God knows –
    Yet, an unknown pain
    Is that we carry
    From birth till death
    Like unwilling pall bearers
    I loved these lines. so so true.
    (Report) Reply

  • Abdulrazak Aralimatti (9/6/2015 8:54:00 AM)

    Truly, we carry an unknown pain from birth to death,
    and this pain activates our thoughts, emotions and actions,
    Loved reading the poem
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  • (9/5/2015 8:20:00 PM)

    Beautiful poem! This one is an outstanding creation I read that came from this eternally intoxicated poet. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (9/5/2015 1:32:00 AM)

    For unknown reasons, we fall at the clutches of pain sometimes! There may not be any obvious cause! It might be the existential angst! In such pain, there is a sweetness and creativity! It is then we woo the Muse of poesy! Let words gather round you to immortalize every scene that falls before your eyes! This poem reminds me of one of my poems- An Unnamed Pain......A 10 (Report) Reply

  • Ramesh T A (9/5/2015 12:18:00 AM)

    Really if we don't have fear or pain in life, there is no need of night with Star studded sky deep, chirping of sparrow at night fall and even poetry to solve our distressing heart's pain and make poetry immortal! (Report) Reply

  • Kelly Kurt (9/5/2015 12:06:00 AM)

    Unwilling pallbearers. What a wonderful, truthful line.
    An excellent poem, Madathil
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