Pradeep Dhavakumar Poems
When The Clock Strikes 12 (A New Year Poem)
Like the eyes of a warrior that shuts
for a while and rejoins the battle;
Like the wings of a bird that freezes
for a minute and continues its flap;
Like the soul in heaven that rests
for a day and returns to earth;
Let time shut its eyes, wings and soul
And be reborn as a better, brighter year!
I always know the sun still smiles;
Though earth has turn'd her face away,
And sky has freed her darkest tress.
I always know the wind still walks;
Though trees like bronze statues stand,
And feathers sleep like heavy rocks.
I always know the heart still speaks;