M.D Dinesh Nair

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December Triplets - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair


A breeze passes by me and there blooms a smile on my face
A wind blows over my home and its roof is shaken and
A hurricane embraces my people around and a landscape is erased.


A girl falls in love with a beast
Passion gives her a baby
And he later searches for an answer around.


My dog has only one tail to wag
But I add one more tail to him and he wags both
Now I would like to put him for sale!


She sobs and sighs for a while to my anguish first
But there is not even a drop of tear to fall to my surprise
And I won`t believe her grief to be genuine to her shock.


Jesus wishes to come down to the earth,
But his father says, 'Not now, my son'
A race in 'waiting' rejoices to no end.


Why your kingdom comes not? God, you are to answer
As this wait is too unconvincing, we begin to ask
Even as your race gets ready to fade out for ever.


My shoes are tight and worn out
And so I begin to trim down my feet
This is a bloody act of saving a dollar!

Poet's Notes about The Poem

My triplets here are just for a fun or for a concern? I don`t know..

Comments about December Triplets by M.D Dinesh Nair

  • (12/15/2013 8:20:00 AM)

    Great triplets. Enjoyed them all. Sketch of a miser reality for many. (Report) Reply

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  • Dinesh Nair (12/9/2013 9:55:00 PM)

    Thank you beloved poet friends for all your comments....
    Valsa madam, you are decidedly choosy and are free from blasphemy of the kind.Thank you for the detailed comments,
    Aswath, I need to wear them whether my legs bleed or not.. the world tells me..,
    Thirupathi sir, young poet wizard Rubab and sister Geetha thank you for reading.. and
    Shahziaji, the triplets 5 and 6 expose our reality of the earthly suffering and the futility of waiting for an eternity of wishful/magical thinking.. thank you for your analysis.
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  • Shahzia Batool (12/9/2013 2:43:00 PM)

    @poet's notes:
    No fun here!

    meaningful economy of words;
    1: passing of breeze, blowing of wind and embracing of hurricane...and all the expected consequences are composed with a suitable word-choice;
    2: Blake's Auguries of innocence comes to mind by this search,
    3: The art of the seller
    4: Frailty, thy name is woman
    5: what if Jesus comes in reality...are we in those colors He wants to see us in?
    6: we are waiting for Godot...will night never come? will time never pass?
    7: desperate remedies...Dinesh ji

    i remember what Iago said, For i am nothing if not critical
    perhaps the times are terrible, they give rise to satirical thinking! ! !
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  • Geetha Jayakumar (12/7/2013 10:54:00 AM)

    Beautiful triplets presented with great sense of humour but carries an indepth meaning...Breeze, Wind, and hurricane when they embraces me, my people and my home, but their flow of intensity decide their side effects. Baby boy in search of mother. Just imagining the dog with two tails wagging, Sure they will be sold even though sale is not displayed. Time changes, her weeping pattern too changes. Its really the beautiful art of saving a dollar. Wonderful write again from your pen. Loved reading it. (Report) Reply

  • (12/6/2013 8:04:00 AM)

    an excellent poem, enjoyed it. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (12/4/2013 8:04:00 AM)

    Some illusions are real. They keep happening. Thank you for your concerns. (Report) Reply

  • (12/3/2013 1:30:00 PM)

    Aha! And what else we do expect from you sir! Illusions of our times are forced to be seen and thats quite unfortunate. Baby can be seen girl too yet it is certain that she will have to take her mother's path. Our dog is for sale and I believe some has pulled it teeth too yet(if you know what i mean) . And I'd dare to call you a male chauvenist, if that her anguish is not symbolic, but I'm sure it is. This Christmas will also pass just the same and you'll have to open the eyes to see the kingdom of God (That's what believers gonna say) . And finally, did u try barefoot? (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (12/3/2013 10:05:00 AM)

    Every month, your triplet series comes as a review and a forecast! Of all the seven, I enjoyed Illusions of time, My Dog for sale and the Art of saving a dollar...

    1) When we get a gentle pat from Nature, we rejoice, but when we get a blow, we are shocked and coil back and when it is a stab, we cry aloud, fall down and bleed!
    3) We are pleased to see a dog wagging its tail and there will be many takers for such a dog. If a dog has two tails, imagine the delight of a man seeing the dog wagging both tails and the mercenary master hopes to get a hefty reward by selling such a dog... We always love to see others so servile before us!

    3) Some are so miserly that they are ready to save every penny at any cost even at the risk of his own life!
    Great triplets! Enjoyed!
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 3, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 3, 2013

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