! Where I Belong ! Poem by Rema Prasanaa
! Where I Belong !
I want to go back to my origin where I belong
essentially to satiate my soul
one homecoming on a realm where
soil blends a fragrance most like the earth
air on its gasp sense pure essence and
rivers know where to flow in order,
mountains and meadows know
well the miasma of a new born dawn
and earthen autumn burnt up
colors horizon knows to paint in style
nature discerns precisely to acclimatize
marvels of seasonal surprises
and universe knows candidly to lien
on a rhythm so special to heart
In one concrete sequence of rude realities
no feelings rendered on tied up strings
pull it hard it breaks and crinkles on a
hard base of elemental void
masks of pretensions seal the vacuum
when crushed on controls of
crazy crowded convergence
towers of conceit so prominent
to climb on in respite and on one
empty pedestal, mind conveys
grievances when soul cries silently
fears, worries of cosmic collisions
and timid fierce threats from minds
of very own humans....
my home is not here and this only asylum
a retreat for a while to restrain burdens,
not a place to combine mind and soul in harmony
I want to belong where my mind flows
along the river with no blocks involved
where clouds should radiate a rainbow
after a frantic moody rain......
rain drops should drizzle on my dreams and
flowers should blossom on fragrance...
besides the glowing full fledge moon light
my vision should bloom on the reflex
and borrow a dab of glint from stars
on a tranquil expanse of sky
along with diverse flora and fauna
my body should float in union
with soul in specific and I should
redeem my inner self on wings of freedom
with a definite feeling of belonging
The simulation and dissimilation make this world an asylum; true home is where the mind is…away from worldly affairs and materialistic pleasures but exploring inner self… The poem has depth and provokes thinking…the nature imagery is too good… Abha
And this is exactly the journey of mind in the two frames of time- one pertaining to real life and the other one to an imaginary world- as told by aabha sharma in her poem ‘stream of consciousness’… Here on one side the residence of mundane life… On the other side the residence the poetess dreams of in her exalted thoughts. Rema excels with her poem here… A ten from me.
another lovely poem i must compliment. may all your wishes come true and may all your dreams take you in the world of dreamland where you feel you BELONG. a very thoughtfully composed verses. really enjoyed reading. take care
Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!
this is so beautiful. i feel you are expressing my innermost thoughts. Rema one word- priceless soul's quest 10 for this.
An amazing journey into two worlds..one real the other imaginary...I know which one I'd choose.....brilliantly composed and the delivery of this poem...what can I say........bang on the button....excellent poetess *10+ Stacks of dishes Jon.
Ah! wishes and concrete realities! Well enunciated, both, here! A very good poem!
Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!
Yes. That is the right place to which we belong. 'Sivoham, Sivoham'; 'Anandhoham, Anandhoham'! We shall build up that place in and around us!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This seemingly complex poem is a longing to belong, for a homecoming to a place where, perhaps geographically or emotionally, the poet's mind and body are in unison...that's the way I read it. 'My home is not here' is a categoric statement. Te reader then asks: 'where is your home? Where do you belong? ' Wonderful write, Rema and thanks for it.