Prasad Natarajan

The windows of my body slowly close,
Abandoned in a garden full of red rose,
Walking amidst gentle flowing stream,
Golden yellow cutting through sun beam.
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Vibrant colors of red have engulfed the vision,
Chocolate wrappers with silky skin,
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Unflowering Spring

Fresh pollens fill soft morning light,
Tender leaves just emerge from branches,
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Common Crow

Rain drops on my forehead pour,
Lion behind the clouds began to roar,
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Dragon Dust

Maverick dragon,
Swallows a crimson pulp, gulp!
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Grazing over the leftover blades of grass,
Those sheep's go on bleating throughout the noon,
So are those buffalo's like dark clouds that pass,
Lonely thorny shrub dancing to a futile tune,
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Turning Tangerine

Adorning white veil those trees make way to the unknown,
Unknown curves, unknown turns, unknown path off my own,
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Absorbing cold days,
Solidifying weak moisture,
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Nestled between roofs,
Chirping fluttering narrow,
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Winter window

Wasted warm daylight,
Collective unpleasant dust,
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Winter silence

Wrapped, well hidden,
Dominating emotions,
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Musical notes

Musical notes,
Meaningless to instruments,
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Vanishing mist

Subtle chirping dawn,
Outstretching faction of warmth,
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Misty bleat

Misty urges flowing,
Pearly softy dews shimmering,
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Heavy roller

Harvested flat barns,
Hay chewing lonely buffalo,
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Glittering dots float,
Shallow characteristics,
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Artistic nudity,
Brash effort of seduction,
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Sadist mediocre mind,
Bag of ridiculous tricks,
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Hesitantly perched,
Contemplative grasshopper,
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Lonely dark shadow,
Damp distorted reflections,
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