I am lost
In search of myself
Here and there
I only find the fragments
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And I've melted into vacuum, Thank you for sharing this wonderful poem. But then take heart, science says vacuum is impossible to reach. And there are things even when divided remain the same, say an infinity. And yet a poetic heart is not ruled by head.
Many many thanks Poet Sri Aniruddha Pathak ji for your insightful comment.I like your words that there are things when divided remain the same, like infinity. Yes, a woman's contribution to a family and society is immense and it can not be valued in measurable terms.Still how many people realise this?
oh no you are BHARAT MATA ALL BOW TO YOU SON FATHER AND HUBBY NOW NATION O POETESS
I am like a piece of land Which I give away By dividing myself But at the end Nothing is left. - this is so unfair, there must be a way for your escape, for you to find and simply enjoy yourself without the demands from others. Your stanza taken in the proper context is very powerful.
A woman is appreciated for her multitasking quality.............and that ultimately becomes her identity......the entire family is dependent on her...she is the backbone of her family..still..doesn't have a particular self identity...she is always addressed as somebody's daughter, wife, sister, mother...............I don't know whether I should appreciate you or thank you for this poem....Really amazing...
Thank you Abhipsa Panda for your appreciation.Being from the same cultural background and a woman, you can well feel the emotions addressed in the poem.
In search of myself! ! ! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Lying in different corners you are lost in loneliness and silence but you are more aware about every perception. Days pass giving memory. Time does not wait but roles of life change. From daughter to mother and grandmother to great grandmother the same self manifests new roles of affection. Collecting self is wise. Awakening self give power to self and motivating self towards God is true perspective. An excellent poem is well penned...10
So is our life, though single as a body yet know differently by different persons. A thoughtful poem.10/10
The everyday routine can be very frustrating. A little time of rest is helpful. Great poem
A wonderful poem dear poetess. Loved it