I am the son of my village, ,
I am born in the dreams of my father
and my childhood is his craft,
and the blossoming of my mother's garden.
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We are the product of our upbringing. And it seems that you've had great nurturing- which you haven't forgotten, nor will you ever forget. And such nurturing makes you the man that you are today.
what a nice poem! totally different from the mainstream, i am in the opinion of batool , and i agree with her cent percent.
lovely poem...most poets write about feeling rootless...here is something about being strongly rooted...
A very nice poem, I this on its own says many things.. it reflects a confidence... A nice write :)
Great poem, with good flow...love the way you say 'im the son of my village, the fragrances of my village soil nourishes me' thanks for the invite, i'll read more.
itz a very well written poem that highlights so many things..it's really good..
I simply n humbly accept my inability to praise the poem... what delicacy of the poem to discuss? what to leave? the charm of the diction? the self-awareness? the feeling of responsibility? the bonding with the parents? the old rock-hard concept is shaken here: (who knows what we are, and what we feel) you know what you are n what you feel.... you are the son of your village soil...that's why you are so pure... i would love to note down this poem in my diary...
nice poem. i like your way of thinking and your imagination about yourself and the way you describe all faces of your soul. good writing, keep it up.
UR INNER DEPICTS THAT U ARE A TRUE INTROVERT, , , BEAUTIFUL POEM---IMPRESSIVE :)