For Moshe, And Mumbai, And India


I was thinking about the Israeli child Moshe when I wrote this. I know it isn't great but somehow this is how i pictured explaining the madness to a child who so totally does not deserve this.






Thronged all its days
By lusty fays
Bright gossamer hues
Pollen shod shoes
By nectared wings
At windy swings
By crawly feet
All tiny neat;
The flower rested quite content
Earth's simple love for it was meant.

In winter bleak
They rested deep,
In blankets warm
Of velvet darn.
But hail and storm would have it not;
Nor would the creatures of the rot.

The petals' last broken embrace
The gossamer's powdered last do grace
Shrouding their last in specks of mud
Shame-faced earth wept tears of blood.

51 pumped it:

I love poems that rhyme!

December 5, 2008 8:33 AM  

u write well....i lyke....
i feel sorry for that kid man...

December 5, 2008 9:02 AM  

ummmm.....

yeah.

awesome.


AND it rhymes!

double awesome

December 5, 2008 9:13 AM  

sucha thoughtful post farah, how can it not be great?

December 5, 2008 10:11 AM  

I'm really sad whenever i am reminded of dat kid.
I hope he has a pain-free life ahead of him.
Atleast he's with his relatives....
:(

And hey! I thought you had a post for me on my bday.
:x
And you're not following my Blog
:xx

December 5, 2008 10:31 AM  

the kid is so cute man...poor thing had to go through so much at this age

December 5, 2008 12:52 PM  

lovely poem farah..but its sad that we r being forced to write such posts in d first place... :(

December 5, 2008 6:14 PM  

"shame faced earth wept tears of blood!"

By far, the most talented blogger I have come across. You will go a long long way.

And yes, this pat for the poet (and not for the poem) is intentional, not that I am belittling Moshe's story but I wish to stay away from that and appreciate your talent instead.

December 5, 2008 10:37 PM  

great stuff... there... beautiful...

December 5, 2008 11:05 PM  

loved the poem.
but hate the cause of course.
wonder when there will be light?

December 6, 2008 2:32 AM  

The petals' last broken embrace
The gossamer's powdered last do grace
Shrouding their last in specks of mud
Shame-faced earth wept tears of blood !!!!!!!!


Ultimate best...
The kid's troubles..man..you got them so well written..
KUDOS!

December 6, 2008 2:46 AM  

@abhi ...like nursery rhymes?
@princess..so do i

December 6, 2008 4:27 AM  

@deluded ..double deluded u r
@div ..i don' like it div

December 6, 2008 4:27 AM  

@sid ..don't remind me of embarssing things
@rakesh ..seriously ..i feel horrible wenever i think of the pain it will b 2 him - growing up and all

December 6, 2008 4:29 AM  

@tinni kya karogi?
@lash thanx for the pat :)

December 6, 2008 4:30 AM  

@swayam thanx
@divya i wish the inspiration for dis work had never come

December 6, 2008 4:31 AM  

@crystal..you honour me by quoting me back to myself ..thanx so much ..luv u

December 6, 2008 4:32 AM  

u managed to come back in a very nice way dear!!

December 6, 2008 8:42 AM  

:)
;)
At least you could wish me now
:)
:)
Pagli
:)

December 6, 2008 9:03 AM  

loved it. such a powerful poem. i pray n wish for Moshe deep from my heart.

December 6, 2008 9:24 AM  

By lusty fays
Bright gossamer hues


I read your previous work today, I think the last one I read before coming back - Mourning

Have you tried to break free from this lyrical style of writing? When I first got acquainted with poetry. It was through the school books in India, poems that I had to memorize sonnets and what not. They all usually rhymed. I'm not saying you have to. But it's always nice to try other styles, sorta free yourself from this one way track.

But have you tried to read the works of Tagore?

from his book The Gardener :

"Come as you are; do not loiter over your toilet.
If the wreath is not woven, who cares; if the wrist-chain has not
been linked, let it be.
The sky is overcast with clouds--it is late.
Come as you are; do not loiter over your toilet."


or Mary Oliver, considered one of America's Modern poets,

"Did you too see it, drifting, all night, on the black river?
Did you see it in the morning, rising into the silvery air -
An armful of white blossoms,
A perfect commotion of silk and linen as it leaned
into the bondage of its wings; a snowbank, a bank of lilies,
Biting the air with its black beak?
Did you hear it, fluting and whistling
A shrill dark music - like the rain pelting the trees - like a waterfall
Knifing down the black ledges?
And did you see it, finally, just under the clouds -
A white cross Streaming across the sky, its feet
Like black leaves, its wings Like the stretching light of the river?
And did you feel it, in your heart, how it pertained to everything?
And have you too finally figured out what beauty is for?
And have you changed your life?"

December 6, 2008 12:35 PM  

That's well written. You have the talent in writing poems, by having the child as the subject. Keep it up. :)

December 6, 2008 7:35 PM  

i feel sorry for Moshe... but am glad he made it...

brilliant write Farah..!! :) I likes...!! :)

December 6, 2008 11:25 PM  

"Shame-faced earth wept tears of blood"

very nicely written

December 7, 2008 12:57 AM  

awww... girl, i already am not surprised to read such great stuff from you. Awesome work, just too sad that things happen which make us write so sad :(

December 7, 2008 12:59 AM  

Brilliant work! Loved your blog..I am adding it to my bloglist..

December 7, 2008 1:03 AM  

@neha..u ok?
@sid ..arey i did wish u on ur blog..nahi kiye kya :O

December 7, 2008 3:29 AM  

@preetilata..so do i
@writing for crows..lol..strange u shud say this..i'm a complete non rhymer..u hav read only my lyrical poems coz my non lyrical ones havn't ben posted ...i'll do dat :) thanx for this beautiful poem neway

December 7, 2008 3:31 AM  

@avatar ..thanx dude
@leo u likes? i thanks

December 7, 2008 3:33 AM  

@hp where hav u been moti
@lena same here lena ..

December 7, 2008 3:34 AM  

@mithe..thanx for both

December 7, 2008 3:34 AM  

hi farah...

blogrolling you :)

December 7, 2008 4:58 AM  

farah simply great poem and most of all the Thought behind it...

December 7, 2008 8:10 PM  

oh. well. i shud read everything else. I will. im glad u liked it though. :D

December 7, 2008 10:00 PM  

this is well written. I feel bad for Moshe too.. then thought about very many others who were also orphaned on the same day.. by Mumbai.. by AIDS, by auto accidents...

December 7, 2008 10:07 PM  

i've been taking exams !! OVER !! :D
and beech me computer bhi kharab ho gaya tha. thats why the delay.

December 7, 2008 11:25 PM  

oh that was beautifully written!!!

December 8, 2008 12:09 AM  

Beautiful and simple. And it rhymes!
Loved it.
S.

December 8, 2008 12:30 AM  

nicely put... the kid... the passing away of someone close does something irreversible to anyone. i dont know how he will take it when he understands.

December 8, 2008 4:09 AM  

love you too,doost! :))

December 8, 2008 8:56 AM  

This lil baby had me in tears for more than a week that I cudnt even blog again! yes my heart aches and bleeds whenever I think of lil Moshe I hv no words!

I think this post did him great justice...a touching tribute TT.

And the tears and scars shall remain in me forever...


Keshi.

December 9, 2008 1:09 AM  

:-)
Beautifullly written..

and my heart reaches out for Morshe..wonderful dedication.

:-)

December 9, 2008 4:46 AM  

one word for your work gr8

one word for you wordsmith

December 9, 2008 6:07 PM  

What do I say. Awesome falls short. Did you get it published somewhere?? You must. Btw, I m new to ur blog. loved it.

December 9, 2008 7:11 PM  

The petals' last broken embrace
The gossamer's powdered last do grace
Shrouding their last in specks of mud
Shame-faced earth wept tears of blood

Intense lines.. written beautifully.. :-)

December 9, 2008 7:52 PM  

Amen.

December 10, 2008 1:02 AM  

""The petals' last broken embrace
The gossamer's powdered last do grace
Shrouding their last in specks of mud
Shame-faced earth wept tears of blood""

Aptly Poem'd that Farah!this must be nt be dn and appreciatd dear!tk cr!

December 10, 2008 10:30 PM  

That was so beautifully weaved!Very thoughtful of you dear :)

Let's hope that child has a good future.

December 12, 2008 11:46 AM  

profound to the core.. loved the imagery you used..

wonderful poem!

April 14, 2009 12:03 AM  

profound to the core.. loved the imagery you used..

wonderful poem!

April 14, 2009 12:03 AM  

Your blog keeps getting better and better! Your older articles are not as good as newer ones you have a lot more creativity and originality now keep it up!

January 6, 2010 2:35 PM  

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