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Rekha Mandagere
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Where Is Time? - Poem by Rekha Mandagere
Time and tide waits for none
But I have waited all alone for one
It is none other than my ideal son
At last my time has begun!
The concept, time is infinite and undefined
Whereas my time interval is short but well defined
We strive hard all the time to enjoy few moments of time.
Please make those precious moments truly rhyme!
Stretch your few seconds of mine to the eternal bounds;
Make me feel your life all around.
Bring out all your lively feelings to the earthly grounds;
A noble son like you on this earth is rarely found!
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Poem Edited: Thursday, January 5, 2012
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I have a son myself, he is a great comfort to me. (Report) Reply
The title 'Where Is Time? ' intrigues with the longing, internal wait for an 'ideal son'. This eternal love for the awaited child, this universal longing, can be expressed in many ways. One of the best mystic ways is as you have said 'The concept, time is infinite and undefined' which flows into many universal truth. Your son is fortunate to recieve such unconditional love as his blessing. Beautiful sentiments. (Report) Reply
Hello my friend. I haven't heard from you in some time. I just thought I would dropp by and read some of your poems again. Stay in touch and I also rated some of them again! (Report) Reply
A beautiful tribute, well written. Your som must be very proud of you. Thanks for sharing.
Would you take a few moments to read my poem titled: 'Time's Better Side.' Thanks. (Report) Reply
Stretch your few seconds of mine to the eternal bounds;
Make me feel your life all around.
................................................what a glory of filial love, time yet needs bliss of moments in sharing eternal feel ever unshaken from soul of mother who mothers the child to a man of her dream yet bespeckling her joy and sorrow together to weave a dream of tomorrow, wonderful tribute from a mother to her son, and eternity seems to write the bondage in space infinite in ages and eons, beautiful write,10+++, thanks for sharing (Report) Reply
It seems that you are committed to parenthood being your 'first-best destiny'. (Report) Reply
an infinitum of time, leave my courage to find the eternal passion to hold the beginning of life....such lines/words create terrific evolution of what is eternal destiny of man... God bless… a 10+++ (Report) Reply
Where's time?
Here and everywhere in any space... and we breathe in time with air
Where's time?
I cant tell you specifically where, because it with me when i read your poem
But u ask again where's time? ?
I told you i dont know the exact place but time with me when i smile for your poem
No matter where's time
Because when i smiled that's time for you Ma Rekha-Unwritten Soul (Report) Reply
I enjoyed the way this poem interlinked and each line compares the two links. Very well done simply written, but with meaning. (Report) Reply
This poem is a nice invitation to your son, and a wonderful question. You interpose time 'infinite and undefined' with love to your son.This two things are connected in order to let you to exert your duty as a mother to your son.Your time is 'short interval but well defined'. So you invite your son to 'Stretch your few seconds of mine to eternal bounds' to 'make me feel your life all around'.You show as that time is never enough for a mother to a enjoy her son..Cristina Teodor (Report) Reply
I enjoy special time with my son, too. (Report) Reply
Wow! Rekha! This is a lovely piece. Well- worded and written with a lot of love and passion. I give it a 10' as well. I am truly a fan! Thanks for sharing. I will continue to read more as long as you keep writing. You can rate some of mine if you like! (Report) Reply
I love your poems you write for your son. they show such love only a mother could feel. if you get time please read my (will he still love me) i think you might enjoy it as it is also about love. (Report) Reply
Ya, that precious time together with your cherished well-beloved, while time waits for none, and is fleetest when most wanted...what a fascinating contemplation, and yet another well-written tribute to an affectionate, doting mother and her precious son. The title poses the everlasting question in that love, for time is forever insufficient in that arena. Beautiful! ! (Report) Reply
a naive expression, touching. marks 10 (Report) Reply
You gave substance to intangible time. A very nice poem. I like the thought and rhyme. (Report) Reply