Prasad Natarajan Poems

Erettai Valan

Last tinge of greens have cowardly fled the fields,
Flushed out; like the leftovers from the sink,
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Green pastures across the banks of flying wings,
Is where she sings the songs of sweet springs,
Blooming petals of her lips glitter in the light,
They shimmer even at night, they shimmer all night,
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Spring is here, they fill my lungs, fill my senses,
Blooming flowers, twisting creepers over my fences,
Singing birds, seeking attention from my little sun,
Clouds are pale, webs of summer they have spun,
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The Kho he hoo, Kho he hoo sounds of the known,

Get lost in the Droom, droom, pomp, pomp groan,
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Give me a Hug

Oh, what a calm still evening,
The sun settling down,
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Tickell Blue

Tender Bamboo stems gently clash to the wind,
In silence, those sounds are menacing, menacing to hear,
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Concrete Fill

Tadpoles in the muddy puddle,
Together stay put in a huddle,
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Silver Twine

Caught in the nylon nets, the pelicans die,
Their chicks in hunger cry,
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Water Souls

Damp, leather soles,
Puddles and watery holes,
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Annoyed leaves

Relentless mushy breeze,
Sabotages, touches, tease,
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