Thursday, May 19, 2011

New attempt.....

Here's the next attempt before u.... This poem has a short history... I wrote this when i lost a very good friend of mine.... I'd rather say, she lost me. We've been the best friends at school and very close. we had astonishing similarities in life too. My value to friendship is much above the value i give to many important things in this world. Friends have always been a source of support and strength for me. This was one such friend of mine who was very close to my heart... I believed that i did mean so to her. But, I was mistaken. Never after she left the school has she contacted me... Never messaged or mailed me. She's physically not that far, but mentally she's gone away from me. This poem was born when i first realized that she has changed!!! But I'm happy; for every experience in life gives something new to you.... Just like how darkness teaches you the importance of light :-)

Listen to me oh god!
I lay here beneath the earth
Soiled, dark, ugly and dirty
Toiling all day and night
To keep this plant upright.
I fetch its food and all its needs,
But it not knows that I am here.
It cares me least and ignores me,
Though i love it so dear.
I spread my hands deep this earth
So that my plant grows high and strong.
I wish that one day it sees me down
And says 'I'm all yours'.
But the plant it smiles at all its fruits
And flowers that it does bear,
Not knowing that my tedious work
Has fetched them all for her.
They bloom every morning bright,
And shine throughout the day,
And the dusk sees it dry
Withered and dead by the night.
The plant feels sad, for a moment indeed,
And it sheds its tears down me.
For the next day she sees them fresh again
New flowers and fruits and bowers around
And forgets me again.
Oh God! I live here and look upto her
And work for her all life,
I love her too dear indeed
But make her love me too.
I'm deep here, invisible,
Yet happy with all my toil
For she lives happy above
Because I'm here for her.

- Charu Hariharan

I haven't lent a title to this poem yet... Any suggestions, most welcome - whether about the title or about the poem...


  1. 'ODE TO A FRIEND',very good Charu...No love,no friendship can cross the path of our destiny without leaving some mark on it forever...Its the little things that make up the richest part of the tapestry of our lives..(quote)...Like you said She lost you ...'Trust the past to the mercy of GOD the present to his love,& the future to his Providence'-Augustine.Wishing U All The Best...anita sudheer

  2. Dearest Anitha,

    Thanks for your feedback. I loved the quote and comment. Anything that should touch our lives, will surely leave some mark on it too. And at such moments, whether happy or sad, god speaks through thoughts, a few of which i try to pen down. :-) I'm always at his mercy, at his love and it his providence ...... thanks again!!!

  3. Unrequited love (whoever the person at the other end, whatever that person's gender, age, status, etc) is indescribably agonising to bear. I have had such experiences galore. But we being what we are, we'll continue loving them with the same intensity and they will continue turning their back on us. Cry and pray for them. Cry because they don't look at us. Pray because we want God to be with them --- always.

    The heading could be `Unrequited love' or `Shooting pain' (because you consider yourself the root). God bless.

  4. hello charu,
    the true love always be with us as a haunting truth... whether its a true friendship or even a true love... but its TRUE....


    a hearty congrats too!! i listen songs from "Rathinirwedam".. its an awesome combination of great musicians and arrangers.. and happy to see you with my jayettan. expecting another great music director from your soul... with you all d best..


    (Jayetttan's Reny)