Prasad Natarajan

Rookie - 89 Points (April 2nd 1983 / Bangalore)

Prasad Natarajan Poems

1. Water Souls 12/6/2011
2. Annoyed Leaves 12/6/2011
3. Crafty Illusions 12/6/2011
4. Damp Collectors 12/6/2011
5. Isolated Park 12/6/2011
6. Misty Still 12/6/2011
7. Bankrupt Smoke 12/6/2011
8. Eroded Olive 12/6/2011
9. Dripping Exists 12/6/2011
10. Performing Beaks 12/6/2011
11. Bugle Mood 12/6/2011
12. Falling Feet 12/6/2011
13. Lady Power 12/6/2011
14. Windows Trauma 12/6/2011
15. Fragile Leaves 12/6/2011
16. Algae Walls 12/6/2011
17. Crown Of Gold 12/6/2011
18. Swamp Dragons 12/6/2011
19. Mysterious Switch 12/6/2011
20. Sarcastic Fluids 12/6/2011
21. Dicey Dice 12/6/2011
22. Mystic Astrologer 12/6/2011
23. Bitter Kinds 12/6/2011
24. Sprinkle Moves 12/6/2011
25. Hocus Focus 12/6/2011
26. Mud Tadpoles 12/6/2011
27. Fire Bellies 12/6/2011
28. Lovely Crumbs 12/6/2011
29. Flirting Feminine 12/6/2011
30. Twisted View 12/6/2011
31. Twisty Misty 12/6/2011
32. Winter Embrace 12/6/2011
33. Arrogant Breeze 12/6/2011
34. Moisture Beds 12/6/2011
35. Winter Silence 12/6/2011
36. Musical Notes 12/6/2011
37. Vanishing Mist 12/6/2011
38. Misty Bleat 12/6/2011
39. Heavy Roller 12/6/2011
40. Droplet Dolls 12/6/2011
Best Poem of Prasad Natarajan

When I Dreamed

The windows of my body slowly close,
Abandoned in a garden full of red rose,
Walking amidst gentle flowing stream,
Golden yellow cutting through sun beam.

Lush olive green leaves of the huge trees,
Dusty brown grass growing up to my knees,
Breathing warmth in the fresh new air,
Walking through pastures on my foot bare.

She walked all the way holding my hand,
Time was slipping away like quick sand,
Her voice was so filled with love and care,
She was gentle, shy, sensitive and very fair.

Her light blue eyes like waves of the seas, ...

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Bizarre Expedition

Wintry evening welcomes stranger shadows,
They stretch pull each other, swaying gentle heads,
Some glitter like the finest pearl from ocean deep,
The others fade away, to the wandering oblivion,

On elevating green sour droplets finds its home,
Iniquitous twig dwarfs rejoice on camp leftovers,
While unnoticing crawling obnoxious rattler hisses,
Weaving maiden gobbles her unwise brave knight,

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