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[title] => Tragedy in a forest..
[time] => 2004-02-14 04:22:04
[hometext] => and this is heart rending
[bodytext] => * * *
King Dasaratha the ruler of Kosala
Went to the forest haunt of the beasts
On his horse, with his men and dogs.
He killed many beasts in the forest
Not yet satisfied even after a big hunt
He was searching for few more beasts
Once unmarked by all his attendants
Tracking a stag through the deep forest
He reached the riverTamasa, the haunt
Of sages, on his horse that was fatigued;
From waters there rose from a water pot
One that’s filled a sharp and loud sound,
And thinking it to be the trumpeting
Of an elephant, the king at once loosed
An arrow in the direction of the sound
As he was sure of his skill at archery
Even by hearing he could shot his prey
“O father!” anon he heard a boy’s cry
Shocked at, he sought to find its source
Among the reeds there he discovered
A sage’s son with jar in hand, transfixed
By his shaft; the king too felt thru pain
As if a dart had lodged inside his heart
Dismounting his horse the king enquired;
Propped against jar, with faltering words
He told that his name was Sravana and
His parents were blind living in the forest.
Urged by him the king atonce bore him
With barb still undrawn, to his blind parents
And rehearsed what unwittingly he had done
To their only son and the state in which came;
Sore grieving the mother and father caused
The killer to draw out shaft from the breast
Of their child, who expired; where upon
The couple beating their chests cried aloud
The old man cursed the king with the very
Waters of tears he had gathered in his hand
“O king, when age comes on thee, thou too
Shalt die of grief for thy son as now we die,
Bring fuel for burning our bodies too, as no
More we live in the world without our son”
The old man cried and fallen on the ground
Left his breath, his wife too died with shock
And then as his attendants joined, the king
At once did bidding and returned to his city
Bearing the curse deep graven on his sad heart!
14-2-2004
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Tragedy in a forest..
Contributed by
venkat
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Saturday, 14th February 2004 @ 04:22:04 AM in AEST
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King Dasaratha the ruler of Kosala
Went to the forest haunt of the beasts
On his horse, with his men and dogs.
He killed many beasts in the forest
Not yet satisfied even after a big hunt
He was searching for few more beasts
Once unmarked by all his attendants
Tracking a stag through the deep forest
He reached the riverTamasa, the haunt
Of sages, on his horse that was fatigued;
From waters there rose from a water pot
One that’s filled a sharp and loud sound,
And thinking it to be the trumpeting
Of an elephant, the king at once loosed
An arrow in the direction of the sound
As he was sure of his skill at archery
Even by hearing he could shot his prey
“O father!” anon he heard a boy’s cry
Shocked at, he sought to find its source
Among the reeds there he discovered
A sage’s son with jar in hand, transfixed
By his shaft; the king too felt thru pain
As if a dart had lodged inside his heart
Dismounting his horse the king enquired;
Propped against jar, with faltering words
He told that his name was Sravana and
His parents were blind living in the forest.
Urged by him the king atonce bore him
With barb still undrawn, to his blind parents
And rehearsed what unwittingly he had done
To their only son and the state in which came;
Sore grieving the mother and father caused
The killer to draw out shaft from the breast
Of their child, who expired; where upon
The couple beating their chests cried aloud
The old man cursed the king with the very
Waters of tears he had gathered in his hand
“O king, when age comes on thee, thou too
Shalt die of grief for thy son as now we die,
Bring fuel for burning our bodies too, as no
More we live in the world without our son”
The old man cried and fallen on the ground
Left his breath, his wife too died with shock
And then as his attendants joined, the king
At once did bidding and returned to his city
Bearing the curse deep graven on his sad heart!
14-2-2004
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by emystar on
Saturday, 14th February 2004 @ 05:37:55 AM AEST
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Hi friend,
it's definently heart wrenching! I had read it but had to come back to leave my comment as it's very sad.
It's written like a pro.
Great job.
luv, huggs,
emy
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by Ilhar on
Saturday, 14th February 2004 @ 05:51:38 AM AEST
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it is a tragedy indeed ...our greed devours this earth and we are left cursed...
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by LOWMAN613 on
Saturday, 14th February 2004 @ 09:49:06 AM AEST
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| Very sad indeed! A well done write! Christina |
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by Kie on
Saturday, 14th February 2004 @ 02:43:19 PM AEST
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Oh Venkat, you gave me goosebumps and made me cry. This was such a heartwrenching tale and you painted it so vividly I swear I was watching the whole thing! Out of all the poems I have read of yours this is my favorite! Beautiful, tragic, heartwrenching, sad, and you are not only a poet but a story teller at heart! I commend you.
You love a challenge don't ya? Well done, well done!
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by kalika_vidya on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 07:57:17 AM AEST
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| One of the great poems on this site..a classic write..and a real tragedy that filled my eyes with tears. venkat |
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by kalika_vidya on
Sunday, 15th February 2004 @ 08:04:21 AM AEST
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Dad..you're not allowing me to mention your poems as spl ones other wise I would like these two..your "Dance...Testament" and this one under spl poems...sad..I love this great poem..thanks for sharing this..
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by Former_Member on
Tuesday, 17th February 2004 @ 03:09:34 AM AEST
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Sadness deeply engraved in his heart. I would hope so. I believe the killing of animals for pleasure is a sin. Do we, as humans, feel the earth was created for us?
The animals could live on this earth without us, but we cannot survive on this earth without the animals. They perpetuate the trees and the grass and foods we eat to survive. Man has killed more animals than animals have ever killed man. Sad.
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by Jenni_Kalicharan on
Wednesday, 17th March 2004 @ 04:45:19 PM AEST
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Written as only the great Venkat could write it.... You are so very good at this type of poetry...
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by ladyfawn on
Wednesday, 24th March 2004 @ 02:53:23 AM AEST
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oooo! im happy you told me of this poem, but aww so sad in its story, blind parents depending on their only son, and a cursed king, well woven story venkat, indeed, and ahh you know me so well, he should not have been hunting in reckless sport, poor animals but here i feel for the little woodland family............... *sigh* hugs n' love oh wonderful story teller, nessa
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Re: Tragedy in a forest..
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by Former_Member on
Thursday, 25th March 2004 @ 04:16:02 AM AEST
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| great poem..really a heart gripping tragedy. Snigdha |
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