Prabhakar Subramaniam


Prabhakar Subramaniam Poems

201. On Death Row 7/5/2014
202. Faceless 9/9/2014
203. Outcaste 11/11/2014
204. Evening 11/20/2014
205. The Second Coming 3/17/2015
206. Lust 6/12/2012
207. I Miss You 2/10/2013
208. Idols 6/12/2013
209. Walking With The Cat 6/18/2013
210. Makeover 7/11/2012
211. On The Margin 2/17/2013
212. The Buddha 6/13/2012
213. Word 4/2/2014
214. Night 9/9/2013
215. Suspect 2/3/2013
216. Barbed Heaven 11/3/2012
217. The Wall 8/8/2012
218. Obsolete 8/19/2012
219. Blood-Stained 10/3/2012
220. False Voice 7/26/2012
221. Languages 6/20/2012
222. A New House 7/2/2012
223. Telephone Booth 7/11/2012
224. Hard Decisions 7/9/2012
225. Search 3/19/2015
226. Neem Blossoms 2/24/2016
227. Afternoon 5/17/2013
228. Kuyil 11/28/2012
229. Dalmatian 6/29/2013
Best Poem of Prabhakar Subramaniam

Dalmatian

As night connects
The dots of shadows
The Dalmatian
On the neigbour's terrace
Tires of the bucket
That still keeps rolling around
From his assault,
Grabs the dead frond
In his jaws
Like he would game
And circles around the roof
Triumphantly as if from a hunt
Tires of it too
Starts chasing his tail
Keeps at it for a while
Before pausing near my wall,
Tail wagging, to watch me walk
Up and down, up and down
Wall to wall
Hoping to outwalk
Someone dogging my steps

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Lust

In the dark
Colours lie awake
For day to break
Roosters sleep light
Cannot wait
Serenade false dawns
The dream fetches those
Who vowed never
To step into the house
White chases tan
Brown blanches
Ochre darkens with lust
Turns ogre
Finds the door shut

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