I never saw him slept
A poem by B.Asok Kumar.
I NEVER SAW HIM SLEPT
I am proud to be his son
And loved to be in his hands
But rude conquered attraction
And we had to keep a distance.
In déjà vu at times, I felt
The warmth of his hands
And I felt as if in a felt
And never felt the distance.
My father was like a sun
Gave all the lights in my life
I flourished in his warmth and
He cared from a distance.
Guided through the light to dark
Squeezed light to make dark and
Energy came out made me spark
However he seared at a distance.
And through the dark to light
He cared to make life light
When I got ready for the light
He wiped shadow from a distance.
Fear frail in his presence
And I stood up to strive hard
To impress the impossible
He gazed me from a distance.
Neither did he touch me once
Nor allow me to come near
But was evaporating my tear
Still he maintained a distance.
The son didn’t see the sun
Didn’t realize the love and care
And failed to reciprocate as
He was only seeing the distance.
Now through the sun I cognize
And memories poured in alive
I realized the efforts he made
To see me eased at a distance.
Heuristic was his method
Children looked him to grow
Nature nurtured them grow
He enjoyed it at a distance.
I never saw him slept and
He moved with the same vigor
And to emulate him I emanate
Vibrantly conquering the distance.
The sun too loved his son
But his perception that
Fondling will spoil the child
Made him to keep a distance
And spun he behind a shadow
To give son the warmth of sleep
And made son wake up at ease
I knew sun can’t rest in peace.
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Dr jayakrishnan said on Monday, February 22, 2010, 11:42
sir
read the poem I never saw him slept- where the poet expresses how a paarent can control children and the poet himself recognises the parents’ love.
Suresh Babu said on Monday, February 22, 2010, 22:33
touching poem. congrats!
A B SREEKUMAR said on Tuesday, February 23, 2010, 22:44
A emotive poem about father and son attachment. The poet poignantly describe it. Admirable effort
Seema said on Tuesday, February 23, 2010, 23:29
Sensitive portrayal of suppressed and misunderstood love, affection. I feel real experience of becoming a father could have made the author realise his father’s love.
Jayaraj said on Tuesday, February 23, 2010, 23:33
Very touching reflection of how childhood concepts towards parental love and life beocmes a full circle when one goes through the same phase on bearing children! Good work!
Ajas said on Wednesday, February 24, 2010, 6:35
i hav read this poem many times ,,,, realy touching … poet expressed his feelings in a simple language ,,……After reading this poem I hav rememberd my child hood and about my father . ….thanx for such a great work,,, keep on writing …. wish you all the best
p v joseph said on Wednesday, February 24, 2010, 11:19
Congrats! very heart touching poem. After reading this I could recollect my childhood memories and about my father who cared me from a distance.Thank you…..
Akshay said on Thursday, February 25, 2010, 0:08
Father and son, Sun and earth. One can not imagine about earth without Sun.
Sreekala.K.P said on Thursday, February 25, 2010, 5:30
Sir
A good piece of work!….,This might be the feeling of most of the middle class Indians who believe that showing of intimacy spoil the future of their kins. Most of the time we realise their love…, but prefer to be at a distance. Once again good work!………Expect more such works
Bindu Suresh said on Thursday, February 25, 2010, 12:17
Nice work…congrats,thank you for this truly touching poem. Surely,this poem is one of the best emotional poem i have ever read. Each line has brought me through the nostalgic times i had with my father. It underlines the value of relation between a father and a son. More over i liked the style of writing. Hope you would continue to amaze the readers with your wonderful poems, wish you all the success in life.
Ramakrishnan K.H. said on Monday, March 1, 2010, 23:23
Asok Kumar’s poem “I never saw him sleep” deserves a warm appreciation as it recalls the warmth of a singular and unique relation that many of us pamper deep iside one’s heart. Irrespective of how the surface behaviour looks like ,He is trying to see the magnanimity of the relation with his father in it’s new depth.
More over, a fond and affectionate rememberance brings a person who gone beyond the curtains of past, back to life to live through the memmories of the present -that lights an eternal flame.
A good style of narration that certainly brings a mood of love and gratitude ….
An excellent work….I wish you greater heights in your narrative capacities.
Aparna Ramkumar said on Tuesday, March 2, 2010, 0:43
This is good….like the metaphor of the sun…… hope there are more (poems) to come.
Rajiv Karthikeyan said on Tuesday, March 2, 2010, 1:25
GREAT ONE………Wishing u all the success for creating more and more wonderful and heart touching lines throughout your life…..
Ramesan.V.R said on Wednesday, March 3, 2010, 11:47
The affection to a father in the poem is very different and is a guide to the new generation where most try to be friendly but fails!
Viswanath said on Thursday, March 4, 2010, 7:42
Really good one Sir!! Seems like you are an experienced writer !!
You could describe parent-child relationship clearly. You got a good mentor as father, and you as a child could relalize the benefits of his mentorship.
Exepecting more poems in future…
Congrats and Wish you all the best.
With
Warm Regards,
Viswa
A Hanumant said on Saturday, March 6, 2010, 2:58
nicely penned poem.Great simili has been struck between father as sun vs son.good work keep going.
Vikas said on Saturday, March 6, 2010, 4:25
Nice Concept……Gud Feel………Touching Words……….Motivative also……………!! Congrats……And All the Best……………..!!
Guttu Sir
Nanda said on Tuesday, March 9, 2010, 5:48
My father was like a sun
Gave all the lights in my life, and now the sun is proud of you, because of the poem penned by his lad. Yes, life is always full of memoirs – recollections of much-loved. All that ends, when darkness stretches its wings
May the influence engrave more verse.
minikannan said on Friday, March 12, 2010, 1:17
It is pleasure reading the poem. It recalls and takes us back to flashback memories of our childhood. It was a great comparison you have made and it suits also. Heart touching and nicely worded poem. Congrats and wish you all the best for many more to come.
Dr.K.P.Dileepkumar said on Friday, March 19, 2010, 9:44
very touching. tribute of a loving son to his great father. let many poems blossom….
Dr.K.P.Dileepkumar said on Friday, March 19, 2010, 9:49
very touching poem. tribute of loving son to his great father.
Sandeep k anand said on Monday, March 22, 2010, 8:27
It was a nice poem……… great concept.. which describes the true love of a real father.. really a different concept. I liked it very much…….
Athulya said on Thursday, April 1, 2010, 5:59
The poet describes his relation with his father through nature.
He sees the same love and affection between sun and all living things on earth.
For a child father is the embodiment of strength.
Definitely nature nurtures.
Prasad said on Saturday, April 3, 2010, 9:25
outstanding and fabulous narration of father n son relation of an era…nostalgic and highly emotive!!
but now, d distance between father n son/daughter is eliminated…more friendly, hold’em close to heart, share their little big things n giv lots of hugs n with them all the way like a full moon…
Kailesh said on Wednesday, May 19, 2010, 9:11
good to read, nice concept,
chandrika.e.n. said on Tuesday, December 14, 2010, 23:07
Excellent poem-nice concept-touching words-good gift for the great father-keep writing.
Pradeep Menon said on Tuesday, March 8, 2011, 6:25
Touching poem. You rekindled my memories of my late father.