Once in my early childhood,
My father to show his brood,
Took me to his mother's house,
Laden with oxen and cows.
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Words in our praise! Wise words from the old. Thanks for sharing.
A lovely Ballad worth it with it's moral behind to be disciplined. The love and affection shown by granny also is an example to be learned and followed.Thanks for sharing.
Very nice and wise expression of childhood and family memory. Parents love definitely but grandmother's affection remains as a milestone in memory. Granny had showered her final love, Shaking the throne of God above. So amazing to express emotion. One day we have to unite and one day we have to separate. This is the truth of life. Life and death both are shadows of life. And journey of life in family speaks about many incidences. Very interesting sharing....10
I have not seen such a wonderful narrative poem for quite a long time. The poet has underscored the affection of a grandmother for her grandson and their traditional bond. It was cut short abruptly when the grandmother sacrificed her life while trying to save her grandson from drowning in a farm well. The narrative is quite interesting initially but in the latter part it becomes heartrending and tragic. Thanks for sharing such a great poem with us. I quote: Truly a grandmother loves grandchildren / And at any cost, they are not a burden / At weekends we visited the farm / With lunch boxes in our arm / Granny had showered her final love / Shaking the throne of God above.
What a sad story, my friend! And what a grandma you had, who sacrificed her life to save her grandson! My prayers to Allah to keep her with Him well in eternal peace. And thanks for sharing this poignant tale. It sure does a catharsis on the reader's psyche. (10)
A great pictersque of rural landascape, unmatched love of grand parents....and at end it reminds of the truth: Love trancends all boundaries of individuality.... A vivid story of selfless sacrifice...and whts more, Love: we live for that greater reason... great write....
What a beautiful gratitude to grandmother, an amazing poem............................10
Thank you sir, for pouring your heart and your soul into this poem, which is not just a poem but your life story. It must have taken a tremendous amount of courage to write this ballad. I thank you from the depths of my heart for this real life lesson. And I am able to relate to this poem as I do too have a maternal grandmother who I am not able to visit as much as I like to. But as you have described in the beginning passages of your poem some grandmothers like yours and mine are more loving and caring than our parents. My paternal grandmother passed away before I was born. But my father taught my to visit her resting place and pray so I feel a bond with her too. May the Almighty grant the highest paradise to your grandmother and other loved ones who have passed away. You have my love and respect, dear sir. May God bless you.
So nicely depicted the poemBallad - Allama Bi in medium of a lovely story. Finally it is known why the title of the poem is such....And experienced death in nearness. When eyes were open with cleared vision, I saw myself with servant and cousin. But grandmother....................! ! Where..............................? ? Granny had showered her final love, Shaking the throne of God above. Till today in India, Karnataka, town Almel, The well is called Allama bi well. ..Many thanks for posting such lovely poem. .....10
A nice poem. Gathered valuable knowledge about Allama bi well.