Memories - poem

 Memories- poem 

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Memories- poem

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With the fish  

Comes the memory  

Of the village tank.

With the flowers  

Comes the memory  

Of the pond.

With the cane  

Comes the memory  

Of the teacher.

With the food  

Comes the memory  

Of Grandmother.

With college  

Comes the memory  

Of Grandfather.

With coffee  

Comes the memory  

Of a friend.

With the night  

Comes the memory  

Of sleep.

With youth  

Comes the memory  

Of love.

With love  

Comes the memory  

Of you.

And with you  

Comes the memory  

Of me.

------Nagendra bharathi

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I Have Somewhere to Go - poem

 I Have Somewhere to Go- poem 

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I Have Somewhere to Go- poem

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Mother asked me  

To buy vegetables  

On my way back.

But I have somewhere to go—  

I must meet my beloved.

Father asked me  

To look for a job.

But I must go  

Looking for her.

My younger sister asked me  

To buy her a book.

But I must go  

And study my lessons.

My little brother asked me  

To bring him peanut candy.

But I must go  

And taste the sweets of love.

Everyone keeps asking me  

To buy this and that.

But there is something  

I must go and get—

Something  

I have been longing for.

--------Nagendra bharathi 

  

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The Fragrance of Madurai - poem

 The Fragrance of Madurai- poem 

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The Fragrance of Madurai - poem 

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Aadi, Chithirai, Maasi—  

Avani’s outer streets;

Marat, Vadakku Masi,  

The lanes around the Mahal;

Streets circling temples,  

Alleys crossing every way;

Market mud, slick underfoot,  

And jasmine scenting the air.

There is Arya Bhavan,  

And Vilas for meat lovers;

Idlis with chutney—seven kinds,  

Kothu parotta with its curry.

There are temple festivals,  

And cinema shows in makeshift sheds;

Devotees mad about MGR,  

And fans who swear by Sivaji.

There is sweat,  

The honest toil of labour;

And empty swagger,  

The art of showing off.

There is the madness of anger,  

And the grace of folded hands.

--------Nagendra bharathi 

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When Shall We Be Born Again? - poem

 When Shall We Be Born Again?- poem 

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When Shall We Be Born Again?- Poem 

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He held the bicycle seat,  

Ran beside me,  

His hand lightly steadying me  

As I learned to ride.

At the tank steps,  

He lay flat on his stomach,  

Held my legs afloat,  

And taught me how to swim.

Up the rough-barked tree,  

He helped me climb  

And settle in its fork,  

Then pushed my feet  

To send me swinging.

When lessons slipped my mind  

And anguish took their place,  

He made me recite  

Every multiplication table  

Until I remembered.

There he goes now—

Lying on a bamboo bier.

When shall we  

Be born again,  

You and I?

-----Nagendra Bharathi 

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The Life That Returned - poem

 The Life That Returned- poem 

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The Life That Returned- poem 

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A thunderous crash  

Split my ears.

My head  

Struck something  

Somewhere.

The saliva  

Gathering in my mouth  

Turned bitter.

Along a dark road,  

My journey  

Led to nowhere.

A sudden blaze  

Swallowed everything  

And was done.

The shock  

Of plunging  

Into an endless abyss—

As though I were dissolving  

Into a silence  

Black as night.

Somewhere,  

A lone firefly.

My eyes  

Fluttered and flickered,  

Struggling to open.

And in that  

Faint wash of light—

My wife’s face.

---------Nagendra bharathi 

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A Fortunate Hour - poem

 A Fortunate Hour- poem 

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A Fortunate Hour- poem 

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The little girl  

Who holds a finger  

And walks beside it—

The hour  

A ring of promise  

Shines upon her finger.

The girl  

Who sits with her lessons—

The hour  

Her lessons change  

To another kind.

The girl  

Who goes to work—

The hour  

Her working hours  

Grow longer still.

The girl  

For whom one man  

Is her whole world—

The hour  

She becomes  

His other half.

The girl  

Who rests in joy  

Upon her mother’s lap—

The hour  

She, too, becomes  

A mother.

----- nagendra bharathi 

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I Feel Sorry for Him - poem

 I Feel Sorry for Him -poem 

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I Feel Sorry for Him -poem 

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When I look at him,

I feel sorry for him—

not affection.

He could have come along

when I went to school.

He could have come along

when I went to the cinema.

He could have come along

when I went out to play.

He could have consoled me

when I failed my exams.

He could have comforted me

when I lay sick with fever.

He could have consoled me

when I was heartbroken in love.

Instead, he wandered

from office to office,

and all he brought home

was money—

cash to keep the household going.

Now, at sixty,

he lies at home,

with nowhere to go.

And when I look at him,

I feel sorry for him.

Not affection.

— Nagendra Bharathi

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Time Passes - poem

 Time Passes - poem 

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Time Passes - poem 

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In every season of life,

time somehow finds a way to pass.

When I went to the shop

to buy a piece of candy,

when I sat frightened,

buried in my books for an exam,

when I lay yearning,

thinking of someone or other,

when I went to work

and learned the ways of life,

when I wandered with friends,

playing, chatting, laughing away the hours,

when I lived surrounded

by family and children,

when my blood had run dry

and I lived on medicines,

when I lay lamenting,

looking back at all that had gone—

time, once never enough,

has now become

a time that refuses to pass.

--— Nagendra Bharathi

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THE HUNGER BEHIND THE FESTIVAL — poem

 THE HUNGER BEHIND THE FESTIVAL— poem

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THE HUNGER BEHIND THE FESTIVAL

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Leaping, leaping,

knees drawn high,

the Silambam son

swirls his hands

in the dance of the staff.

Changing, changing,

with the antler’s tines,

the swift-fingered daughter

flings her hands

in a blur of speed.

Bounding, bounding,

the Karagam dances—

the mother of an art

that never lets

the pot slip from her head.

Beating, beating,

making the tharai tremble,

the father of Thappattam

thunders his drum

into the night.

Year after year,

though the earnings come,

the stomach

knows hunger

every single day.

— Nagendra Bharathi

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The Bitterness of Neem - poem

 

The Bitterness of Neem  - poem

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(thanks to ChatGPT for helping me to translate my original Tamil Poem into English  )

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You saved me

when a goat’s hoof

was about to crush me.

 

You gathered the earth,

moulded it around me,

and helped me stand upright.

 

You told them

to pour over me

the water left

after washing your household vessels.

 

You rejoiced

when you saw

my tender green leaves

sprouting into life.

 

That was the end

of my childhood.

 

As I grew,

you broke my little twigs

and brushed your teeth with them.

 

You plucked

my fresh green shoots

and fed them to your little goat.

 

When your child

was struck by smallpox,

you gave him life

with my leaves.

 

One day,

you placed a chair

beneath my shade

and sat there,

negotiating my price.

 

Today,

as I stand watching

the axe fall upon my branches,

 

you stand there too—

 

as still as a tree.

 

— Nagendra Bharathi

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Darker days - Impromptu speech at TT group

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Problems in life - Speech for quote

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This far is not that far - Speech for quote

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Best moment - Speech for quote

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Honesty is the best policy - Speech for quote

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School bells -Speech for quote

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Success in life - Speech for quote

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Great life - Speech for quote

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Good friends - Speech for quote

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