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    Sunday, April 7, 2013

    an utter mistake


    Her father did an utter mistake
    of not holding her
    of not carrying her on his shoulder
    showing her the world.

    And you too have done the same
    of not binding her with the sacred thread
    or a stained centre parting, the mistake
    of not giving her someone to carry your name.
    So she never learnt how to belong
    She never felt home.
     

    And she kept dreaming
    of roaming in faraway places,
    of the night sky
    all alone,
    her fists closing on strangers’ stories;
     

    Now, often,
    she becomes a kite, the string lifts her and
    she flies.
    She feels that she bears a river inside her
    her hair floating like water-weed,
    she lies still and listens
    to the upsurge of a river within her,
    the water rises, rippling in circles,
    legs, waist, arms ... and
    she paints a blue bird on her navel ... 


    And she never learns to belong
    she never learns home.

     
    They made an utter mistake
    Her father and you!



    for http://magpietales.blogspot.in/
    Posted by Celestial Dreamz

    17 comments:

    Charleen said...

    I love the nature imagery in your poem.

    April 7, 2013 at 10:56 PM
    Brian Miller said...

    yep, not a good thing to not give an anchor to that kite...it will be a restless spirit all its life, blowing here and there, enjoying the world...till it cant...smiles.

    April 7, 2013 at 11:59 PM
    Sueann said...

    She bears a river inside of her.....
    so sad and so well written
    Hugs
    SueAnn

    April 8, 2013 at 12:59 AM
    Unknown said...

    It is truly tragic to have no sense of belonging.
    We all need to matter

    April 8, 2013 at 1:54 AM
    deeps said...

    nice poem for sure...
    but the mistake part... well, i m not too sure...should a kite be always tied? i dont know :P

    April 8, 2013 at 6:29 PM
    Dark Knight said...

    Beautifully tragic poem. Having no sense of belonging can really suck!

    April 8, 2013 at 7:17 PM
    gautami tripathy said...

    This is SO good!!

    I am truly amazed how that painting has taken us venturing into new paths...

    paint me in many hues, not just black

    April 8, 2013 at 9:03 PM
    Strummed Words said...

    Lovely seeing her fly away in your imagination.

    April 8, 2013 at 10:53 PM
    Tess Kincaid said...

    Beautiful...

    April 9, 2013 at 2:06 AM
    Anonymous said...

    Your talent is tremendous, I am amazed by you

    April 10, 2013 at 9:25 PM
    Anonymous said...

    Love is The Best Discipline by Its Power ..The Love that is A Synthesis of Law and Freedom in its Serenity and Strength...

    --------

    "Love without Power ( of Strength , Wisdom: its Discipline ) is merely Sentimental , Anaemic and Collaterally and Colossally Destructive.." (Adapted Quote of Martin Luther King Jr.)

    As for The Poem, Its an Issue of Being and Belonging in The Bond that should have been...Love should have been The Basis...

    April 12, 2013 at 5:07 PM
    Ygraine said...

    So moving and tear-jerking...I felt this in the depths of my heart. Truly I did.
    Everyone needs to belong...
    Hugs xxx

    April 12, 2013 at 7:12 PM
    Theresa Milstein said...

    This part is striking:

    She feels that she bears a river inside her
    her hair floating like water-weed,
    she lies still and listens
    to the upsurge of a river within her,
    the water rises, rippling in circles,
    legs, waist, arms ... and
    she paints a blue bird on her navel ...

    April 14, 2013 at 5:05 AM
    Mani Khanna said...

    beautiful words and written in a lovely way..:)
    new to ur blog..:)
    have a look at mine too..:)
    http://manikhanna793.blogspot.in/
    keep writing..:)

    April 17, 2013 at 12:06 AM
    adhi das said...

    Let man learn from his mistakes but the fact man never learns but repeats..somewhere echoes of pangs are felt that makes the mind like a kite..ur words paints a blue bird flying high spreading loveliness.. Baishali smiles:)God<3u

    April 18, 2013 at 6:58 PM
    Rose said...

    I love the way you write. It's so refreshing! ..her fists closing on strangers' stories ... so brilliant! Your imagery, wow, it leaves stark pictures that linger and your writing is so emotive it stays with me long after I have read your words :)

    April 23, 2013 at 2:20 AM
    Nirvana on fire said...

    smooth, energetic and spicy :)

    April 28, 2013 at 3:08 AM

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