At The House Of Tamil Poet Subramania Bharati Poem by Jagannath rao Adukuri

At The House Of Tamil Poet Subramania Bharati



There were no shadows on the walls
Only a tall silhouette
A beturbanned, deep-thoated poet.

His songs had spilled over
Into his countrymen's hearts
Like Tampraparni in spate
An elephant, not the colonial power,
Cut off his sonorous voice
Poets shall die young.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Indira Renganathan 25 November 2008

Ofcourse a great national poet..sad to die young..but as you say 'poets shall die young'..even Adisankara died young..may be the destiny of knowledge is transitive early from one soul to another soul or from one birth to the rebirth I suppose.. a real tribute to our national poet..great..thanks for sharing

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