M.D Dinesh Nair
Biography of M.D Dinesh Nair
M.D Dinesh Nair Poems
Happy New Year To Dear Poem Hunter Frien...
Happy new year to you all.. Leave alone the degrees of its variation. Happy new year to you Because you are all dear to me.
How To Honour Our Poethood?
We may note that some of our poet friends stoop down to levels of mudslinging at those whom they don`t like, making derogatory remarks, posting hurting comments and then managing to win the appreciation of a few for some other writes in all hypocrisy. Another wrong habit to be done away with is excessive submission of many poems at a time on a regular basis!
Namukkoru Onam Koodi - Yet Another Onam...
NAMUKKORU ONAM KOODI - MALAYALAM VERSION: Angane angane veendumoronam
The Tale Of Departure Retold
The sudden departure of the beloved ones Often casts many a dark cloud on our blue sky of life It cripples us and tests our mobility across the track full of boulders And then leaves us stranded with many a pedestrian passing by.
This Winter Too Is No Different
This winter too, we can see Will arrive like a dragon With a thousand tooth sharp enough To bite into the bones of the homeless.
On This Teachers` Day I Salute You My St...
SEPTEMBER 5 is celebrated in India as TEACHERS`DAY and the celebration is done on the day which is the BIRTH DAY of Late Dr SARVEPALLI RADHAKRISHNAN [THE SECOND PRESIDENT OF THE REPUBLIC OF INDIA]who was a great teacher. On this September 5 I am paying tribute to 6 of my STAR TEACHERS whom I have ever loved, respected and of whom I have ever been proud as they were and are my great teachers of all times.
The Bull In The City [ 'Nagaramlo Vrusha...
Introduction: 'Nagaramlo Vrushabham' is a popular Telugu poem written by Srirangam Srinivasarao [Sri Sri ]. Here is the translation of it in English.
If God Ever Offers To Befriend Me*...
If God ever wishes to befriend me, First I shall tell him, 'Wait, let me feel You once' And I shall stretch my hands to Him.
Quiet Flows A Small River
Quiet flows a small river And a small boat floats on its silence. Nothing goes wrong for some time- Nothing at all goes wrong....
A scare hitherto unknown haunts, A sigh of seasons ahead is heaved, An anguish over these times and An ambivalence of what is done or not is there
On This Friendship Day I Thank You All.....
A Friendship Day yet again And I stand at the crossroads looking at them. I stand in the dark while they stand in the light And I begin to see them, only a few..
On This September 21
On this September 21 comets will not be seen in the sky Nor will there be any extra flare up in the Sun And the day will surely pass off as usual After making me again older
A camel That walks alone Across the desert unending Has no pretentions.
I Want My Yesterdays Back
I want my yesterdays back They were bubble like And they broke before I were to hold them like a child.
As The Third Eye Opens
The Third eye of God
Opens as yet another summer,
Across the lands of piled miseries
The flames of the cruel sun beat unravished!
Drought and thirst drive a tusker and a wild cat
Out of their frugile habitats
And the winged beauties fly off their burnt nests
And they all march unto the mouths of death!