M.D Dinesh Nair

Veteran Poet - 1,738 Points (Thrissur)

Tracing Me Out.. - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair

I find a new fire burning
With colourful flames hitherto unseen.
I find that it is burning
With fumes soaring to skies hitherto unreached.
And my joy knows no bounds.

I find the thing burning
My mind is it!
I find the crowd cheering
My people are it!
And a gloom embraces me.

The flames flicker,
The smoke withers,
And the souls creep back into the holes,
I feel a stench of my mind
And a heap of ash remains.

I won`t see new things burning,
Nor will I search for flames thereof.
With what little is left over in me since
I have to trace a form of mine
To speak certain brutal truths to you.

Comments about Tracing Me Out.. by M.D Dinesh Nair

  • Gold Star - 10,120 Points Heather Wilkins (10/12/2013 9:45:00 PM)

    the poet speaks from his heart, vivid images (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 6,887 Points Kanniappan Kanniappan (10/10/2013 10:23:00 PM)

    A prelude to something drastic, may be good for everybody! Carry on Dinesh! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 10,120 Points Heather Wilkins (10/8/2013 6:36:00 PM)

    a god write. enjoyed the read. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 811 Points Nasarudheen Parameswaran (10/6/2013 8:21:00 AM)

    A fine introduction.Please share the brutal truth in coming lines.. (Report) Reply

  • Silver Star - 4,112 Points Diane Hine (10/6/2013 12:48:00 AM)

    An insider's look at a funeral pyre? We could choose to look at the truths as peaceful rather than brutal.
    Intriguing poem - vivid images. (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 45,404 Points Valsa George (10/5/2013 6:44:00 AM)

    Tracing one's identity in a hostile world is a self effacing task. Even when your soul has burnt down to cinders, with what is left of you, you want to speak out the 'brutal' truths.

    This surrealist write goes over my head! ! This is too deep for me! ! (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 11,531 Points Tirupathi Chandrupatla (10/4/2013 3:37:00 PM)

    With what little is left over in me since
    I have to trace a form of mine
    Surrealistic presentation of thoughts of the mind. Poem nicely crafted. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Freshman - 835 Points Harindhar Reddy (10/4/2013 9:12:00 AM)

    Tremendous verse. I like yr style of writing dear poet. You deserve a pat :) for writing this well versed verse. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 4, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, January 15, 2014

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