My Princess Poem by ratnaprabha raykar

My Princess

Rating: 5.0


Me, in my morning rush hour

cook scrub and clean

a nightingale amidst a concrete jungle

screams and orders meto stop

to listen to her melody

'stop your chores, spare me your ear

I thought you missed me'



My ties with the nightingale

began when I lost mine

its melancholic tune chided me, irritated me

for I wishedto enjoy nothing



As I lay grieving for my princess

days passed, years passed

I started seeing my princess in the nightingale

whenever I heard its melody

I felt as if my princess was visiting me


As I changed houses

I thought I had lost my visitor

the sharp sound of the nightingale

shook me out of my stupo
r
seemed to be angry with me

it seemed to complain

' you have forgotten me! '



no hardly ever

my wound of losing myprincess is as raw as it was

and your tune as melancholic as always


Ratnaprabha r raykar

Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: nightingale
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 01 May 2010

very nice.. i too feel with the loss of ur princess. the nightingales song in ur life and how it influences you. very nice and poetic. thank u for sharing this. would like to get ur comments on my poems too. thank u again

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Prabhudev Aradhya 10 February 2010

Prabha, this is quite touching and a poem expressing your inner feelings through a nightingale's singing. It is true, that God always gives different options, when he takes away one. Prabhu Anna and Ratnaprabha

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Kesav Easwaran 14 October 2009

change house or not, a chiding princess to reside ever in your memory...good write Ratna...your lines follows the bird's chiding...10

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