Wrote this poem on the subject “Holidays” for a Competition hosted by Asian Literary Society and won the First Prize.

Not the days spent lazing, overlooking the Seine
or the vineyards of Chianti, having food and wine
Not the tip of Jungfrau, where heaven and earth align
or the nights in the Wadi, gazing at stars shine
Not the cruise at Ha Long where we did dance and dine
or the streets of Florence, shall make me pine

Cobble-stone paths, blue-green seas, for breaks are fine
Maple leaves fallen, snow- flakes drizzling- I opine
cannot steal me from that which is truly mine-

Swaying coconut palms, gurgling streams
Glistening rain-drops on leaves; ripples on puddles like spreading light beams
A carpet of green – light, dark, shades in between
Smell of the earth after the rains, all washed clean
Men in white “mundus” tied up to the waist
Sounds of the mother-tongue –sweet; spoken in haste

The unknown enchants, the curious mind quenches,
The known fulfills,the drained spirit drenches
Roots beckon silently calling me home

A peace, a quiet, serenity seeps

The thought of home, my caged heart frees

Note: ‘Mundu’ is a garment tied around the waist by men in Mangalore (Karnataka), Kerala and Maldives islands. Its similar to dhoti, sarong and lungi.

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Posted by:Smitha V

A banker by profession, a blogger by choice, a poet by accident, and an artist at heart. Imperfectly perfect - that's me. Welcome to my world!

36 replies on “NaPoWriMo Day 22 : Take me Home

  1. this is a gem of a poem, Smitha. Going home, to your hometown, is something that we CAN do anytime. I always liked that Christmas song that said– I’ll be home for Christmas, if only in my mind.
    For me home and going home is and was My Mother. I visited it; I visited her. But now God has called her away(He calls the good people up to Him, you see) so now home feels foreign without Mom.
    Truth, though, home is where the heart is. And I know where my heart is and this is home.
    What a wonderful poem you penned. Thanks for sharing it. Be well. Keep going. I wish you miracles.

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    1. Thank you so much Selma. I totally understand how you feel. I felt the same when I lost my mom sixteen years ago- I lost a home. Thankfully, my husband’s mother was kind and loving enough to make me feel I still had a home I could go back to. It is that home I’m referring to in this poem.
      You’re right home is where the heart is and where I write from, is home to me. Much love to you. I appreciate you sharing your feelings about ‘home’ with me ❤

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    1. Thank you so much Radhika🙂. The travel bug will have to remain hungry for sometime now. If we could get out in our own cities and around it would be great. Hope alls well at your end.


  2. Many Congratulations, Madam, for Winning the First Prize for this poem..!! 😊😊
    You are an inspiration and have a thorough grasp of poetry, story writing, painting, numbers, finance, exploration and many more domains..!! Simply amazing..!! I just feel awed by looking at your paintings or poems.. 😊😊
    Thank you for re-sharing this.. 😊😊
    (by the way, if you want “snowflakes”, you very well know where to go.. 😉 )
    The scenes from your hometown are amazing and have been beautifully described by you.. 😊😊 I think you told me that your hometown is in Kerala. It’s a beautiful state and I feel nature has blessed Kerala abundantly (sans the Ice though)
    Great poem..!! Amazing..!! I hope you are able to visit Kerala pretty soon.. 😊😊

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    1. Thank you Abirbhav for your warm words. You are very kind and generous with your compliments. Its always a pleasure to hear from you. Your comments have a way of cheering one up.
      And yes, I know where to go for snowflakes 🙂 thanks to you. Kerala is my husband’s place. It is truly beautiful and if my poem in some way brought out the beauty of the place then I’m happy.
      Yes, let’s hope we can put this all behind us and travel again.
      Take care and stay safe.

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      1. Well, I should be the one complimenting you again for cheering up the commenting person.. 🙂 🙂 So, thank you for your warm words.. 🙂

        It’s amazing to see your description of Kerala. If Kerala was a person, She would have been very happy seeing your ode to Her.. 🙂

        Surely, we will put the virus behind us and travel again with renewed vigour.. Thank you Madam and you too stay safe.. 🙂 🙂

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  3. Reblogged this on Eúnoia and commented:

    Had written this poem in 2018. Am sharing it again as I felt it fits the subject ‘Watered by the rains,’ a feature introduced by Jude.
    With the current pandemic, the hunger to visit home during the monsoons remains.

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  4. Dear Smitha, your longing for home is so beautiful! I loved the opening paragraph where all the luxury, scenic beauty and marvels of this world cannot match to the comfort of sweet home. I am taken aback by your definition (that will need me to explain – later) of home but I am so so happy for you too. The pictures remind me of my days at home during all those monsoon days with gurgling streams, brimming wells and all the lush greenery. Loved it, enjoyed it -so very much.


      1. 🙂 I’m so glad you feel it was deserving. It means so much to me Pranitha. Now that you say so, it must have been those lines then that worked the magic. I send you a heart (I am on my laptop so don’t have the emoji 😉

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    1. Thank you so much my dear. While I love travelling and seeing new places and am at ease in those places, there’s something different about returning home. Maybe I have an idea of your question but yes this is the second point to be discussed 🙂 Thank you again so, so much. Reading your comment is so satisfying.

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    1. Thank you so very much Andrea. Winning it was a great motivator but receiving a compliment from a literary genius like you is the cherry on the top. I am so glad you found it good too😊. Xxx

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