Wandering Wordsworth In Srilanka Poem by Putholi Arumugham T
Wandering Wordsworth In Srilanka
I wandered lonely as a cloud over Srilanka
That floats on high o'er vales and hills
when all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of dying humans;
Beside the trench, beneath the trees,
crying and moaning in pain.
Enormous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never ending line
Along the margin and inside the No-war Zone
Ten thousand I saw at a glance
Trembling and weeping over their kins corpse.
The armoured vehicles and fighterjets shelled,
But they outdid the army in scream
A poet could not but cry for action,
Looking such a cold hearted genocide
I cried....and cried....but little thought
What agony the show to me had brought.
For aft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood
They flash upon that inward eye
And put me to shame for being human
And then my heart with bitterness fills,
And to lift my pen against the arms.
(This poem is my dedication to all the innocent Tamilians who are being killed in Srilanka)
well done and very moving, and thank you for holding back on the gore of war. keep writing it dose help with the PTSD, and maybe one day you can write for the joy of it
So often we are unaware of the suffering of others. Your words are well placed and will stay will me. Your memories will become my memories. Thank you for caring.
An absolute tragedy Putholi. We do need from the people (as yourself) what is actually happening in other countries. We are only given information that the media wants us to watch or read and often not the truth. As to the poem, you are so talented, and easy to read and understand, and creative at the same time. Bringing Wordsworth into the title is exceedingly creative and, as you say at the end, you in your own way can write poetry to be read by others and I will show it to my friends.... 10+ Karin Anderson
so unfortunate and tragic truth! Pity for the victims of such crimes and great sympathy for their families and love ones............TRUTH hurts and there's nothing we could do about it except cry and pen........10+++++
Nice work done (Daffodills is my favourite poem) but Alas..this one is filled with so much of pain! !
very heartfelt write...please read my 'human shield' on the same subject
The armoured vehicles and fighterjets shelled, But they outdid the army in scream.................Oh a sad adaptation of Wordsworth's poem.......A Poignant Write......
Powerful poem, maybe a protest poem? Shelley the English Romantic Revolutionary also wrote a protest poem, I think its called, 'Men of England' and asks them wht they manufacture the guns that are used against them, its a short poem. I should have looked it up, maybe I will. A political poem. Was this fermenting, or festering, its got a sarcastic feel to it at times. Thank you.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Putholi - May your light shine bright! I am with Tamara - Warrior Poets with pens in hand are powerful even in thier couch if they but weild their pen! I have seen quite a few other concerned and sensitive pots too who have voiced against the genocide. If all of us would edit our poems with SriLanka as the first word followed by a hypen and then our Title, maybe each person from different countries also can take printouts of these poems make copies distribute as handbills or even better send them to our national leaders or embassies. Just a suggestion. Pls read my War is Never an Answer Who are These…. Love and Those Who Write on Love Their Lives – Whose Votes Angel