Umasree Raghunath
Umasree Raghunath Poems
In the silence of words the truth unfolds
Not in the pages where history is told.
Poetry whispers a voice in the night
A deeper meaning is in a hidden light.
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Time etches lines where youth once lay
With every passing dawn we stray
From days of strength to nights of rest
But with each year we are blessed.
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Golden moons and lanterns bright,
Fasting hearts embrace the night.
Soft adhan calls with peaceful tune,
Welcoming the silver moon.
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*My Long Wait is Over*
The days were long and filled with doubt
The waiting game made me want to shout
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Opened a box of new joiners to Dasara stand
The black sculpture dolls that mesmerised the child
I asked my dad, ‘where are these from? "
The beauty of Ajanta and Ellora caves. He replied
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Where land meets sea in a humid embrace
Chennai stands firm with an ageless grace
Once Madras born of colonial might
Now a city's soul reborn in light
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We walk as one on sacred ground
With hearts in silence yet so profound
In every grain of shared delight
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Hands folded in trust
eyes closed yet I clearly see
His unseen presence
guiding each faltering step
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Silky little paws
My princess with royal grace
Eyes like soft moonlight
Follows me with boundless love
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I do not want to be a glowing torch in dark halls
Just let me sit in silence without applause or calls
I do not seek to lead or lift heavy burdens high
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I trust too fast and fall too deep
I cry at songs and lose sleep
I hold on when I should let go
And wear my heart for all to know
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The mirror stares back
she fixes her face with care
but deep in her eyes
stories of strength quietly shine
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She walks unshackled
voice rising like morning sun
dreams stitched in her steps
no more waiting to be saved
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As a young woman
I dreamt of a life so perfect
Life gifted me otherwise
Making me dread and be wise
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She flows like a river with boundless grace
Yet bears the wounds time cannot erase
Like waters diverted from their sacred path,
She is shaped by storms and silent wrath
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Wo (oh) man they called me bold
When life turned cold and stories untold
I held my tears with iron grace
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My dearest God,
When I stopped asking you,
You started giving me
Things I never knew
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My elder sister is my gentle guide
She held me close when our parents died
She became my mother in every way
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Umasree Raghunath Biography
A vivid writer, well known blogger and a highly respeced Poet whose emotions flow as the stream of words and giving thyself a new meaning with every lyric written and every poem completed. Poetry to me is a passion Its one way to shed my emotion. Best way to describe creation Cherish everything in unison My passion began when I was 13 years old. Writing jingles. Just 4 line verses for the Young World - in Hindu. I don't remember the day, when the first poem got published, but it inspired me to continue. I found that having command over a language and passion to feel and react to everything around you is all that needed to be a good writer. As the best outgoing student, having an opportunity to represent the district at the State Level in many events, gave me a focus on two things in life- Poetry & Service. The first dictionary I received as a prize for winning all prizes of the Forest Department Literacy Drive became my bible. Collector Madan Mohan Reddy advised the amateur writer to read five pages of the same every day. I gave it a small thought. A small beginning. My first poem that went public was on August 20,1992, months after Rajiv Gandhi's assassination, on Satbhavana Divas in front of 1400 students and a large press audience. Emotion sprang from a speech to an unknown poem, that later got widely applauded by Collector Agarwal. I felt embarrassed receiving responses for that event. Many occasions and events make a poet. Anything that would touch your heart, make you feel, understand the emotion, provide you a solution - in a poetic description. I always wanted Poetry to be a subject, just like Geography, history or Math's. For this would definitely make the silent minds speak. Rewind and react on things- off late the most forgotten emotions in this materialistic world. Make me thy lord, sand or a stone If I forget to smile or cry or frown Take me thy lord, off this world If I fail to love a child and old. So far, I have a library of 400 poems, small and big in sizes, soft and strong in emotions, events of life safely hidden in verses, and vast more reactions packed in all lines of frustrations, truly describing the inspirations, taking myself forward. Ask me not as a poet to write for you For I cannot do that till I know you Share me not as a poet to all I knew For they share my pain and passions too. All I could say is, give due recognition. When the world over accolades and appreciates young writers and poets, India seems to be no where in the cream layer. We have rich potential of young minds to be explored. Poetry is one beautiful part of literature. Let India make its mark in this field too, after all, all achievements of human beings are for those few emotions that bind them- Love, Hatred, Frustration, Happiness, Success & Contentment. Thank You!)
The Best Poem Of Umasree Raghunath
'Poetry Is Nearer To Vital Truth Than History.' - Plato
In the silence of words the truth unfolds
Not in the pages where history is told.
Poetry whispers a voice in the night
A deeper meaning is in a hidden light.
History may speak of deeds and past
But poetry captures truths that last
It breathes in emotions beyond the facts
In the heart's raw verses as the soul's impacts.
The past may be written recorded and done
But poetry reveals the truth second to none.
A timeless reflection as vivid and clear
Closer to truth than history we hold dear.
© Umasree Raghunath
28th February 2025
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