M.D Dinesh Nair
The July Triplets - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair
When leaves fall
We shed our tears for the leaves
And the sighs of the tree go unheard.
THE OTHER SIDE OF IT
Knock at any door.
But if none opens it at all
Why don`t you assume none is there?
THE ETERNAL IRONY
The kids going to and coming back from the school -
See, if they are walking to school in the mornings
They are running back to their homes in the evenings!
THEY ALL LISTEN
During the first six months of the marriage the wife listens
During the next six months the husband listens to her and
During the rest of their lives it`s their neighbours who listen to them!
THE SHALLOW WATERS
The pilgrims throng the banks of rivers and chant the rites
The meandering thread of water sulks into its graveyard beneath
And the woes of the multitudes never get washed away in the shallow waters.
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