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The voyage to eternity by preeth nambiar

The Voyage to eternity

An anthology of poetry, The Voyage to Eternity marks the very beginning of the poet's journey.

the solitary shores

The Solitary Shores

'The Solitary Shores' is a collection of 50 classical poems which are mainly in prose format.

songs celestial

Songs Celestial

Selected works by Preeth Nambiar, Songs Celestial is lyrical composition musical in nature.

A walk through the ‘Solitary Shores’

the solitary shores

“Tell me O gardener, what is this magic
Of branches gloomy and naked yesterday,
Yet bearing magnificent blooms today!
Watch the arms bearing heavenly buds
With petals divine, mystic and vibrant
Being offered to the blues of distant skies!
O gardener, whisper onto my ears deep,
The magic of these majestic blossoms,
To be withered onto the dusty earth”

While reading these verses, I was, by mere chance, sitting upon a chair in the garden breathing deep the freshness of a fragrant evening. There was breeze, but I realised that it was not the gentleness of the breeze that was caressing me, but the softness of the words of the poet that was embracing me with warmest touch! There was yet shades of melancholy that surfaced by the churning of the deeper insights, established through placid words of beauty and grandeur!

Preeth Nambiar is a celebrated name in the arena of metaphysical poetry in English and his works have been appreciated by the admirers of poetry and critics internationally. His debut book ‘The Voyage to Eternity’ was much discussed for a number of factors – the uniqueness of the work, vivid imageries in it and the profundity of metaphysical and meditative tenor. It may be pertinent to mention here, that the book had won the prestigious Yayati Madan G Gandhi International Poetry award 2014 for the best poetry in Metaphysical genre.

With no qualm I grabbed the manuscript with a firm credence that it would be another poetic marvel in this genre and soon I realized that I was not wrong. ‘The Solitary Shores’ is a collection of 23 poems in prose, which would be literally, celestial songs for the very soul. The following is an attempt to appreciate my reading of the book. However I firmly believe that the appraisal is based on absolutely my personal experience that I gathered during my poetic journey through this book. Individual perception plays a vital role in appreciating the content of any book and I am sure that critics and readers, would further explore the deeper insights brought by these poems and frame their own appreciations.

The ‘Solitary Shores’ opens with ‘The Songs Celestial’ in which the poet invokes Mother Goddess, offering her masterfully crafted necklace laced with nine gems, possibly symbolising 9 facets of Goddess as described in Hindu Scriptures. Perhaps the very poem defines Preeth Nambiar as a poet who advocates unity in all those seemingly different things in life. Different forms of goddess to whom the poem is addressed, poet describes various stages in his life the very same makes the poem autobiographical too. ‘The Songs Celestial’ flows effortlessly in all their pristine purity through the sacred feet of mother and paves the way to the solitary shores and merge into love dale, the second poem in the collection, which speaks immortality of love.

‘Love Dale’ a poem that speaks of immortality of love. It sings of the lovers protective arms around the beloved: a song of optimism, eulogizing zest for eternal life. In the next poem, the poet creates a seaside landscape in all its details that leads one to the deeps, separating yet connecting the dots that are the islands. What touches you most is an appeal to the rains to mix the myriad colours on nature's pallet and using few drops of one’s own tears to give them a saline soul perhaps.

The next poem, a dragonfly's accidental self-immolation brings out the poet's own desire to dissolve into divinity, yet in the concluding line he seeks the warmth and comfort of the worldly blanket. In Moonbeam Flowers, the poet is embroiled with the dilemma of 'bleeding fragrance' and refuses to pluck the flowers and the Tulsi leaves and make them offerings under the lotus feet of the Maker and in a bid to spare their lives, he offers himself and his own life, instead! What pure and divine thoughts! The Journey narrates the experience of Mother's blessings, solitude and bliss along and at the end of the road and finally marries consciousness with death, bringing contradictions into coincidence.

Rain is a delightful inspiration for poets since time immemorial. In the next poem, which is on rains, the poet attempts to retrieve the rain-soaked words of love for his beloved from the muddy waters amidst the melody of pain and very artfully mixes melancholy with divinity. 'Fireflies' in their tiny sparks ignite the sun within and the poet submits to God's grace with utmost humility. While awaiting for the footsteps of his beloved in anticipation in the poem 'You are Coming' the poet invites the rainbow to paint the walls in celestial colours, lights up the candles of celestial love and attempts to melt the clouds of darkness with the 'mystic flames of love divine'. Pristinely celestial and divine flow of pure passion!

During an intimate personal conversation with Preeth, I have heard him loquacious about Poet Laureate Dr. Yayati Madan G Gandhi and his acceptance of that genius poet as his own father. An innocent child beseeching for the blessings of the Father, pleading to hold his hands to whatever end may bring fulfilment makes the next poem 'letter to my father'. A humble submission to the divinity, he dedicates this poem to his father!

In 'The Actor' the poet brings out the mystery and surprises, the encores and the brickbats that we encounter in the plays that we all as actors enact day in and day out, based on the celestial script that is written by the Supreme Playwright. As you continue with your celestial experience on the solitary shores, you take a U-turn with the man, who set his 'journey back to time' perhaps to his own tomb covered with the withered flowers of December. Then it leads you on the path of spring, through the darkness of the night, the stars gazing down at you as the guiding eyes of the father lead his daughter to a new morning and new hopes.
The poet lets you hear the myriad voices of the universe in the jingling bells of the anklets, in the whispers of the clouds, melody of darkness in the black hole of the celestial vacuum. In 'Forbidden Silence' the poet deftly defines silence in many hues: enchanting, melancholic, mesmerising, divine and finally surrendering to the Supreme silence and it threads its way into his next poem,' Lovers since Eternity.'

'The Fragrance of Life' is again a depiction of contradictions. The poet dedicates his life in many dimensions to lifelessness, by letting his breath amalgamating with the distant wind feeding the leaves beyond the walls, his vision dissolving in the darkness of sun yet opening the eyes of a new dawn, his warmth to the pigeons coping with the wetness and chill of the rains and his flesh consigned to the flames and asking for a piece of sandal wood signifying the life's fragrance perhaps to sanctify his lifelessness.

The poet beckons the mortal to 'hold his hands' to transcend from the finite to the infinite, from the physical to the ethereal, from the bounds to the boundless, paving the way to salvation. 'The Song Ethereal' again leads one from turbulence to tranquility, from chaos to bliss, through the misty path of the winter, seduced by the fragrance if the blooming flowers, and cajoled by the mystic music of tenderness. The next is an ode to the void, to the emptiness, to the vacuum and to the invisibles. In their shadow-lessness, in their transparency, the poet discovers myriads of colours and to complement it, he finds melody in silence.

The last poem in the anthology is nautical yet has their celestial significance in the larger perspective. 'Come Ashore, O Sailors' as the title suggests is about homecoming. It's a welcome song beckoning the sailors to the solitary shores, only to bid them farewell once again. The epilogue of the collection, ' Sail oh my Words Sail' is a song of continuity, a window to infinity. Here again the poet tactfully emphasises the contradictions of life: on the one hand he prefers to be confined within the four walls and on the other he sets his words free, free to sail away to the celestial seas of eternity across the solitary shores.

While you hear the twenty-three songs the poet composes in the prose-poem format, you move across a magical, enchanted terrain, across the shores, deep into the seas and along a divine path that transcends you to the celestial zenith. An out of the world experience awaits you. With a strong spiritual essence, the poet weaves a magnificent tapestry of sublime divinity that captivates you and keeps you spellbound. With strong spiritualism, the poet strikes a great balance between the narrative of a prose and the lyricism of poetry very elegantly. A work of pure passion and pristine piety!

Preeth Nambiar, one of the most distinguished mystic poets of contemporary times and an ardent admirer of the splendidness of nature, through ‘The Solitary Shores’ will definitely invigorate your intimate self! All what the poet does is to evoke silence deep within our heart and in the silence we melt and become one with the cosmic beauty of the universe and beyond.

It is sheer mystical magic and Preeth Nambiar is an accomplished magician who plays with his wizardly pen to weave that so very magnificently! Signing off with wishing more sublime power to his pen.


Dilip Mohapatra
Author, Poet & Literary Critic
Pune, Maharashtra, India

Reading ‘Songs Celestial’

D. Russel Micnhimer on preeth nambiar poetry

Not often in a generation does such a singularly unique work of lyrical prose oratory as Preeth Nambiar's The Songs Celestial surface on the constantly changing landscape of English literature. You hold such a volume now. Because it is with such infrequency the reader has opportunity to read such refined composition, I offer a few words that may further it's enjoyment and appreciation. I glean these insights from forty plus years of writing poetry, and an apex of being recently named Poet Laureate by the Global Fraternity of Poets.

In many ways this masterful work is like a musical composition. Each section has a unique point of view and internal consistency, yet by the time we have listened closely to each movement, our experience has transcended the fragments and left us with an experience of the whole that is larger than its parts. That is difficult to achieve with music; perhaps even more difficult with words. But when one has finished reading, and we may hope some day, hearing, The Solitary Shores, one savors the satisfaction of having been served a whole.

How does the poet achieve this most delicate accomplishment? He uses organic imagery throughout, reflecting his deep love of nature and understanding of the cycles within cycles that keep it ever moving from smallest individual plant and breath to the eternal repetitions of seasons that build eons beyond our countings. These verbal expressions are complemented by intricate graphics that help establish the mood of each part. He employs meter so naturally that it remains, as it should, an invisible support that is never intrusive in the perfect tempo of his lyrical exposition. It is a timeless rhythm that pulses with the joy of life and thankfulness for it in each line of what may be destined to become a new modern classic.


D. Russel Micnhimer
Author Poet
Prineville, Oregon, USA

A review of The Solitary Shores

alan jacob on the voyage to eternity

The distinguished Journalist, Author, and celebrated Metaphysical and Mystical Poet Sri Preeth Nambiar, has discovered, and proves to us in his inspired collection of Poems, the most important Theological Truth, that Almighty God reveals Himself to us through His endless display of the glorious Beauties in Nature, which can be seen through the wide variety of colourful flowers, solemn woods, dramatic skies, glorious sun-light, evergreen fields, deep valleys, sparkling rivers, and rolling hills.

In this impressive collection of magnificent Poems, the Poet elaborates his tremendous discovery in the finest detail, using inspired poetic cadence, metre, startling metaphors, and vivid language, all pointing out delightfully the Great Mystical Truth that he has found, and then vigorously displays it to us in exquisite poetic form. He reaches the very heights of spiritual profundity when he tells us "Between the ecstatic pangs of joy there is a moment of void- a place where you disappear into nothingness".

To illustrate his inspired revelation I quote one brief extract, which fully demonstrates the Poet's Great Artistic Talent and Skill in conveying and sharing the deep emotion he feels. The Collection is a veritable cornucopia of similar passages which will surely enchant the reader and also lead him or her to a joyful appreciation of the Divine in Nature that he or she might never have believed could be possible.

"In the twilight morning seeking flowers in the garden lit in tender grins I found those moonbeam flowers smiling at me casting the light of serene white. With raindrops upon their petals shining, pleading me to touch it’s bracing self and I felt of embracing them all to my bare chest warm of coolest shower. Birds sing songs celestial, breeze blows gentle and I remain mesmerised with a heart rejoicing the grace of unspoken words!

The sanctum sanctorum is ready; I have bathed the idol and lit lights divine. With a corbeille when I stood amidst the green, I wanted those flowers to offer unto His feet. Alas! Here I am left with frozen fingers unable to pluck them from their very being. The leaves of Tulsi are still, awaiting the pain of possible death - my fingers separating them from their stems! My Lord, never do I want to see that aching heart or its bleeding fragrance!”

In this wonderful and beautiful collection, in carefully chosen language, metaphor and rhythm, he leads us to share his Poetic Vision in such a way, that it becomes for us a veritable life changing experience. His Poems are a form of deep spiritual meditation revealing the Presence and Power of the Divine, always shining through natural beauty, where ever and whenever we care to look.

I firmly believe that when read, this book will also open up the inner eye of the reader to share the Poet's Great Vision in such a delightful way that he or she too, will always be conscious of the Divine revealing Himself to us constantly, through His Natural Beauty.

Mr. Alan Jacobs
Poet Writer Author
President, Ramana Maharshi Foundation
London, United Kingdom

A Voyage with the poet


"I whirled in ecstasy with the mystic music of the heavens!” says Preeth Nambiar. And like the true mystic, he is completely submerged in the sounds of words, nature, the metaphysic and a deep sense of isolation. This singular feeling gives rise to all his poetry and poetic prose. There is joy in all that he sees outside, but within him is the lonely quest of the poet, the philosopher the esoteric mystic searching, searching for answers.

Sometimes he is also the dervish who turns and turns around himself and gets lost in the patterns and circles of his own making. Preeth uses words like a painter uses colours and shades. Sometimes I wonder whether he has been influenced by Dylan Thomas, sometimes I see the angst of John Donne. There is some of the deep philosophical meanderings of the Sufi poets and sometimes there is the rantings of a young child who has just discovered language.

The illustrations in black and white give shape to his writings and his inner self. This soul is often tortured, joyous, meditative, practical, mystical and often lost in the labyrinths of a journey trying to make sense of all that is happening around him. The water, rain, lakes, rivers and seas and the infinite firmament that moves rapidly towards a horizon of the unknown are recurring themes and images in his poetry and narration.

The child and the games that they play recur too in this Voyage to Eternity. His daughter and a nameless beloved tease him by being there and disappearing into this eternity that he is desperately trying to grasp. Separation and a resulting loneliness are reflected again and again in his words.

Read Preeth Nambiar’s ‘The Voyage of Eternity’ in the quiet of the night or dawn, on a beach or on a mountain top for those are the scenes that form the backdrop to his poetic prose! He helps you to connect to nature, to the divine and the child in you. Join him in this unique voyage!


Padmini Natarajan
Writer, Columnist and Critic
Chennai, Tamil Nadu, India

A voyage within…

The voyage to eternity by preeth nambiar

The author-poet Preet Nambier's debut poetry volume, TheVoyage To Eternity, is the poetry of longing, the quest for meaning, of the very meaning of existence! It's a work of exceptional merit by the lone pilgrim, who is a new metaphysical voice full of promise. The poet, with his little lantern ventures on the journey to the eternal unknown and it's the intensity of his experience which colours the moments, shapes the contours and draws you on irresistibly with the timeless flux and flow of the inner voyage.

There is silence surrounding Preeth's words which tenderly touch you by their sweet soft caresses. A muted whisper rises from the darkness deep that wells up in the bottom of his heart where eternities of memories sleep weaving the visions of new dawn of rainbowed horizons across the ever beckoning voyage. With vivifying words Preeth brings alive on his canvas ineffable scenes of the sun rising on the mountaneous peaks, and the sinking sun at the even tide reddening the sky and the sea; the myriad shades making frames with its amazing colours. With every season's change, mood of nature changes, so does the poet's choir and colour.

The poet's wizardry of language lets you soar on wings of celestial chime; his musicalising rhythm weaves the mesmerizing charm and spellbinds; it lets you hear the sound of murmuring brooks, singing trees and woods.

The orchestral symphony with myriad notes you hear from the first line to the last come to you mixed with fragrance of the valley of flowers wafted on the breeze. Onto the shrine on the hilltop the poet's spirit sings with the birds living on both sides of the narrow pathway between the dense woods; the breeze bearing the fragrance of wild flowers takes him to His abode whispering, Oh dearest love! 'Follow my path'!

On reaching the sanctum sanctorum the poet's joy knows no bounds. The Lord waiting for him asks, "How was your journey, my son?" Only teardrops rolling down his cheeks is met with a smile that stirs a hundred questions on his own existence in this universe! yet there's the satisfaction of having come home, beautiful, though roofless with its wall opening to the winds and the skies!

Reading 'The Voyage To Eternity' is an experience, in the way of inner transformation, which is beyond the power of words to verbalize.The poet makes you live it through by taking you along with a breath-taking speed, letting you see the the whole videographed reel as if in a kaleidoscope. The cavalcade of visuals of sights and sounds in the world of external nature is but a backdrop to the real drama of the inner voyage to eternity enacted in the inner psyche of the poet.


Dr. Madan Gopal Gandhi
Founder President, The Poetry Society of India
Global Fraternity of Poets & Earth Vision Publications
Gurgaon, Delhi NCR