Pradeep Dhavakumar

Pradeep Dhavakumar Poems

• When The Clock Strikes 12 (A New Year Po...
  Like the eyes of a warrior that shuts for a while and rejoins the battle; Like the wings of a bird that freezes
• It Is Still There!
  There is Water in hard Pulp, There is Water in pure Milk; There is Water in thick Tears, There is Water in Blood too;
• Ebony Romance
  I unbuckle her jaded black Jacket. And lift from drapes of crimson Velvet. With Eyes of a watchful Guard on duty, I ogle at this naked man-made beauty.
• Full Stop
  Looking at you, I remember the first time we met: sometime in my first grade, when the page-thirsty line was running wild with its black army, trying to capture every length and breadth of the white land
• On Taj Mahal
  O’ King, I proudly salute what thou hast built, As a timeless monument of immense beauty But I staunchly salute Not what thou hast built, As the greatest monument of divine love.
• Different Girl
  Tired of the mundane girls I see Wanted someone of a different degree; Atleast three horns she should have With nose and tongue split in halve
• Daily Death
  Bedspread like black waves, awaits the kill tonight; Pillows like puce slabs,
• God
  God is just an answer for every question That doesn't have an answer.
• Wind
  O 'Wind- didst thou bring the breath of those I miss? O'Wind- wouldst thou say If their breath is still happy and gay?
• Code Of Silence
  At the crossroads of hate and fear, I met those whom no man held dear; A Donkey, a Hippo, a Canetoad, a Viper, All spoke a code, so hard to decipher.
• Common Photographer
  The common volunteer among us Who helms the digital eye To capture the celebration To mummify for our tomorrow.
• Communicative Clouds
  Having adorned them with words before I flung my pen to the sorority of clouds and stood beneath for a repay in verse.
• Antipodes Of A Floating Feather
  Like an infant gently handed from one maiden to another, slow and soft it descends, soothing every eye that sees.
• A Natural Birthday Party
  Softly burning sodium Lights, ornately planted on muddy Streets appeared like Candles on a Cake and I wondered if