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I Summoned My Love
(13.12.1955 / howrah)

I Summoned My Love

Poem By ramesh rai

While returning
from American Library
on foot, on footpath
of Chowranghee
i saw an old beggar
crossed seven decades
with ragged body
and uniform with
two companion
one stick in his hand
and right hand holding
one hand of his beloved
who was old and nearby
and was also blind
evaluating an imitation
ornament, I asked
for whom you want
to purchase, he indicated
for her; my sense of love
dominated, I put a coin
of two to expose
my humbleness

Ah! I summoned my love

On-foot I splashed
over Writers' building
where government officials
are taking care of
her people on
white paper and
its issuance
met another old beggar
I asked for whom
do you beg?
he replied, for Budhi
she is bedridden
lacking of medication
unable to walk
I again put a coin
in his pot

Ah! I summoned my love

NOTE: Chowringhee is a place in Kolkata (India) : Budhi- old woman (wife)

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Comments (20)

A great show of personal compassion in a very thought provoking poem. Some moments leave a lasting impression on us. Excellent poem. Thank you for sharing.
We are blessed to experience such things at time in our lives that we are in need of them. To see old people deep in the infirmities of old age, hobbling, half-blind, bodies deteriorating about them, but they still love and they love with purity, with selflessness- gives all of us hope and a generous taste of what love is. Great poem and gracious words. .
The poem shows the true love an aged couple holds for their better half. How love flourishes with aging and how it tries to make use of every opportunity to shower their love upon their lifelong partner. even if they gotta beg they are ready to only to derive a little happiness as they move towards their ripe age where they haveno desires except to love each other more.
poor in money but rich in love give and it shall be given unto you a poem of love
I love the sentiment expressed in these words. I too come across those less fortunate begging in the streets....sometimes I donate, sometimes I don't - as guided by a spiritual nudge. One can't always help everybody - this is a lesson to be learned by all, donors and recipients alike. And yes, we are blessed when we help.