Reflection Poem by Nooruddeen Mathilakathveetil
Reflection
Slouching beside my parents
A shabby shriveled bloke
Wrapped himself in a rug worn
Laden with a bulky bag torn
Unfolding his bulky carryall
‘Showcasing’ couple of his works
Animated with the literary styles
And so musical with the themes!
Jibes from the parents & verbose he became
Coaxing them, with the recitals repeat
And so bared the similes, couplets & metaphors
Wide eyes wrestling with the prospective buyers
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Though decades and decades passed, while
Posting my poems on poetry site
Requesting attention of members agog, occasionally
Reflecting somewhere deep inside
The faded picture of that shabby bookseller,
His jaunty rhymes, imploring eyes & that unrewarded return
I really enjoyed this poem.It was really good and expressed many things.I got many pictures in my mind about what you where talking about.Thanks for sharing. :) (:
Great effort, my brother! I understand. Yours may very well be my own story!
if a writer of poetry is looking for fame not usually happens where every poem is liked bad with the good
Poetry-writing is a way to self-fulfillment. If one gets fame and money also it is a bonus. The essence remains expression of the rhythm within in a rhythmic way. Aesthetic persons always enjoy good poetry or poetry of their liking we not at any time asking to go through our verses. A nice reflective poem on poet's feelings.
The poem begins so beautifully and with your unique narrative style, you portray a piece of art through the poem. But the best part is the ending where the reflection comes in. Not to forget the superb imagery. Really a perfect one for me.
Great piece of work. Keep it up and let us learn from you as well. Thank you. E.K.L.
it sounds as though your telling a story while still keeping it poetic and that your reflecting either on yourself or soeone around you
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 5:19:21 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Noordeen, The poem evolves some shabby memoirs of the past. The bliss from the dusty old grief is assorted with nostalgic environment. Why the shabby bookseller sprawling beside your parents? The link is not conceived to me as desired. The poem has a thirst to admire jovial verses of the past generation. Appreciated your effort. Admired the notion…. jaleel