M.D Dinesh Nair

Veteran Poet - 1,834 Points (Thrissur)

The Other Side Of It 2 - Poem by M.D Dinesh Nair


The poets draw sketches on it,
The politicians want to en cash it,
The Government banishes it
But it cries aloud from our neighbor hood
Poverty has two faces of its own:
That of suffering and character they are.


Smile now and then is riveted upon faces
But at times it looks through their minds.
It is like a flower blooming for a day
Nay, it is like a promise broken for ever afterwards.
Yet a smile is a beginning
Of things uncertain and unpredictable for all.


He eats at your pleasure and sleeps when you are awake,
He first barks and then rushes at you when you open the gate
And he wags his tail and licks your feet.
But he chases away the timid squirrel in your garden!
He next even bites a trespasser to death.
And he is almost a replica of a man in his outfits!


It is a castle of lights and rites from dawn to dusk
With the idol smiling at the mad and surging crowd.
The sun makes his exit,
It is then a dark castle of eerie silence from dusk to dawn
Where strange shapes dance in all might
With the deity still made to shiver alone all within.

Comments about The Other Side Of It 2 by M.D Dinesh Nair

  • Aftab Alam Khursheed (11/1/2013 2:43:00 AM)

    true to its title observance minutely moving with eyes open and then composing, true to its nature thank you (Report) Reply

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  • Diane Hine (10/31/2013 6:26:00 AM)

    An eclectic and unpredictable collection of subjects and observations held my interest from start to finish. (Report) Reply

  • (10/28/2013 2:38:00 AM)

    There are three principal means of acquiring knowledge... observation of nature, reflection, and experimentation. Observation collects facts; reflection combines them; experimentation verifies the result of that combination.
    a well pinned piece sir with some true facts..bravo indeed
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  • Nasarudheen Parameswaran (10/24/2013 10:14:00 AM)

    Good observation and social criticism.I support it. (Report) Reply

  • Tirupathi Chandrupatla (10/20/2013 3:08:00 PM)

    Poverty is the evidence of progress. A smile may have many meanings but a smile is a smile. Say it with a smile. A dog is a faithful friend, we cannot compare with man. A temple is what we make of it. Don't cause a stampede trying to reach the idol. Beautiful poem dealing with multiple aspects. Thank you. (Report) Reply

  • Queeny Gona (10/20/2013 5:56:00 AM)

    The two faces of poverty, uncertain and unpredictable things related to a smile, replica of man in dogs outfit, Finally a satiare on age old practices of worship!

    Well penned it dear Dinesh Sir
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  • Valerie Dohren (10/19/2013 6:56:00 AM)

    Very deep Dinesh - a collection of metaphors providing food for thought. (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (10/18/2013 12:20:00 PM)

    1.Everyone who is not directly affected by poverty celebrates it in one way or another! Inspite of all efforts, hollow or half hearted to eradicate it, the cries of the poor are heard loud and ringing and drown our surroundings!
    2. a smile may be short lived, it may be riveted after a brief time, yet a smile can be a beginning to many things...a gesture of simple warmth, an invitation, an approval, an expression of joy, even a lasting relationship and what not!
    3. Man has a tendency to subdue his inferiors and parade his valour before those who are timid and those from whom no resistance is expected. His dog also does the same thing!
    4. In brilliance there are many to cajole and sing praise for you. In dark hours, in times of trial, everyone deserts you and you are left to yourself... To Dinesh the poet, it is true for even Gods! I wonder if my interpretation is in any way related to what the poet has in mind. I know only this much...that these verses have deep undertones
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  • Geetha Jayakumar (10/18/2013 10:01:00 AM)

    Yes, poverty has two faces that of suffering and character they are.
    Don't know when ones character was cut down by poverty and
    Cries of sufferings was heard by none.
    Don't know whats hidden behind one's smile.....
    Couldn't understand who is the one in disguise.
    Once, Temple was filled with purity, but don't know what happened to
    deity which was once placed with due respect in heart. Don't know...
    When it lost its respect. No answer for anything..
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Poem Submitted: Friday, October 18, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 22, 2013

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