Pradeep Dhavakumar Poems

Tired of the mundane girls I see
Wanted someone of a different degree;
Atleast three horns she should have
With nose and tongue split in halve
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O 'Wind- didst thou bring
the breath of those I miss?
O'Wind- wouldst thou say
If their breath is still happy and gay?
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Like an infant gently handed
from one maiden to another,
slow and soft it descends,
soothing every eye that sees.
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Softly burning sodium Lights,
ornately planted on muddy Streets
appeared like Candles on a Cake
and I wondered if
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The angriest and the biggest zero
is stalked by another nine zeroes
and one-thirty five smaller zeroes
along fixed paths of, elliptical zeroes.
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To travel with a friend is to travel on a cruise ship,
For there will be laughter, music, dance and wine;
Yet you still secretly check for life jackets and rafts,
And only sleep safe when your swimming is fine.
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Staring at the River he wondered
how his unseen mother would look:
thin as in summer? or fat as in spring?
fair as in sunlight? or dark as in dusk?
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Good will defeat Evil.
Every religion says.
In stories and myths,
Something unseen nowadays.
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Coloured skins of Men
somersault and rejoice
in the dryer's tepid breeze
after sloughing sweats and sins
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I thought of going back to the past,
To change a thing or two.
But then I may mess something else,
And what will my present then do?
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