Unyielding
Unyielding - meaning Summary
Unreturned Love and Longing
The poem depicts a speaker’s persistent, unreciprocated love and longing. Addressing an absent or aloof beloved, the speaker narrates seasons and sensory moments—flowering mango trees, ripe fruit, evening music from a vina—used to plead for response. Repeated attempts to rouse warmth fail, leaving the speaker in solitude and wonder whether their music or memories reached the beloved’s sleep. The tone is plaintive, patient, and quietly questioning.
Read Complete AnalysesWhen I called you in your garden Mango blooms were rich in fragrance — Why did you remain so distant, Keep your doors so tightly fastened? Blossoms grew to ripe fruit—clusters — Your rejected my cuppded handfuls, Closed your eyes to perfectness. In the fierce harsh storms of Baisakh, Golden ripened fruit fell tumbling. ‘Dust, I said, ’defiles such offerings: Let your hands be heaven to them.' Still you showed no friendliness. Lampless were your doors at evening, Pitch—black as I played my vina. How the starlight twanged my heartstrings! How I set my vina dancing! You showed no responsiveness. Sad birds twittered sleeplessly, Calling, calling lost companions. Gone the right time for our union — Low the moon while still you brooded, Sunk in lonely pensiveness. Who can understand another! Heart cannot restrain its passion. I had hoped that some remaining Tear—soaked memories would sway you, Stir your feet to lightsomeness. Moon fell at the feet of morning, Loosened from the night’s fading necklace. While you slept, O did my Vina Lull you with its heartache? Did you Dream at least of happiness?
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