Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh


Yet It Returned - Poem by Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh

My old house stood
By a marsh
Surrounded by the bushes,
Covered with grasses and rushes.
Thrown over it
Garbage and faeces
Sometimes death rodents.
Disgustful! Its dwellers often came up
On the portico of my house,
Intruded inside it.
Yet, pitiable every time
From it heard
The distress call of a frog
Grabbed by the snake.
I filled the marsh with earth,
Cut down the bushes,
Built a new house
In place of the old one.
But true the old folk told
After long it returned to me
Myself felt its dweller
Then, I preferred darkness
I not be seen
And silence
Listening their clatter,
Wishing the bushes
Myself to hide.

Topic(s) of this poem: cruelty, fear

Form: Free Verse


Comments about Yet It Returned by Akham Nilabirdhwaja Singh

  • Muzahidul Reza (9/13/2017 12:01:00 PM)


    But true the old folk told
    After long it returned to me, at last truth does approach, thanks for sharing
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  • Savita Tyagi (7/9/2017 11:09:00 AM)


    Dwellers of old house caused fear in outsiders but when you yourself became dweller wearing their shoe, the realization comes that nobody is immune to fear no matter what kind of surrounding are there. Very profound and interesting poem in its expressions. Thank you so much for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Tom Allport (6/6/2017 2:54:00 PM)


    an interesting poem of fearful woe and of it never going away no matter what? .........well written (Report) Reply

  • (5/10/2017 12:09:00 AM)


    A fascinating take on the themes of fear and cruelty. Mankind VS Mother Earth. Who's the conqueror? Who's the victor? Profound piece of poetry. Excellent write. Your poem inspired me to write:

    Mother Earth's Pain

    As Mankind pollutes
    Mother Earth cries now
    Torrent of abuse
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  • Nosheen Irfan (6/6/2016 4:12:00 AM)


    A very gripping and intriguing write. New may replace the old but the past keeps coming back to us. The old fears are hard to die and cruelty in man is an eternal danger. A meaningful work. (Report) Reply

  • (4/10/2016 1:46:00 AM)


    Old is gold and home is not an exception and a meaningful poem. (Report) Reply

  • V.m.thilagavathy Munuswamy (3/20/2016 8:37:00 PM)


    Lovely narration of the old house (Report) Reply

  • Ernest Makuakua (1/26/2016 3:36:00 AM)


    Thrown over it
    Garbage and faeces
    Sometimes death rodents.
    Disgustful! Its dwellers often came up
    On the portico of my house,
    Intruded inside it.
    Yet, pitiable every time
    From it heard
    The distress call of a frog
    Grabbed by the snake

    wonderful piece enjoyed reding

    thank you for sharing
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  • Valsa George (1/12/2016 11:13:00 PM)


    In a deserted land, the uncaring folk will dump all sorts of rubbish. Though you cleared everything and built a new house there, with time, all the thickets and bushes you had once cut down came back. But now you have adjusted to it and see the bushes as a wild cover for you! An interesting write! Enjoyed reading! (Report) Reply

  • Dr.tony Brahmin (1/12/2016 1:13:00 AM)


    From it heard
    The distress call of a frog
    Grabbed by the snake. fear, desire to hide, safety, care and concern for others. building a new house and settling.
    thank you. tony
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  • Edward Kofi Louis (1/10/2016 4:22:00 AM)


    Myself to hide! For the sake of peace and safety. Nice work. (Report) Reply

  • Abhilasha Bhatt (1/10/2016 12:52:00 AM)


    Built a new house In place of the old one..this line I liked the most
    Start a new life In the place of old one..
    A beautiful poem...with the harsh reality and the feel of fear...thanx for sharing :)
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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (1/9/2016 11:36:00 PM)


    Very wonderful drafting shared on fear topic. Instantly this is very fascinating.10 (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 9, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, April 28, 2016


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