anil-prasad
KSA
Anil Prasad, Ph. D, professor of English, has a distinguished career as a teacher who has taught in India, Yemen and Libya. He has been invited to present papers at international conferences in universities in India, Turkey, China, Portugal, Austria, Canada, the Middle East and the US. A bilingual poet and a short story writer, his poems have been translated into Arabic and Chinese and have been published in various international journals. His interests include Postcolonial Cultural Studies, Comparative Literature, Creative Writing, Narratology, Ecocriticism, and the teaching of English in non-native contexts. Currently, an associate professor, he is teaching English Language, Literature and Linguistics at the Department of English, College of Arts and Science, Wadi Al Dawasser, Salman bin Abdulaziz University, K.S.A. He can be reached at: [email protected].
Birds sing and fly
Flowers smile
Rivers flow
Mountains invite
Rainbows bend in
Seven colours
Sunset and sunrise
Do not amaze us
With their beauty
Their beauty
We do not care
With them we cannot pair
We do not have time
To stand and stare
At them to feel
And heal our broken selves
We catch them
In our cameras mechanically
Showing off our taste
In a haste lest the time
Should pass between
Our fingers stealthily!
We are busy fighting
Over a dead carcass
We use all our might
To prove our commonness!
While Nature laughs at
The grotesqueness of humanity
Its song, fragrance, breathtaking heights,
Soothing colours that might bring sanity
Are squandered and drowned in the rites
Of violence engraving epitaphs at
The doors of suffering humanity!
Nov 16, 2016
Nov 16, 2016 at 9:10 PM UTC
Streams of consciousness
Reverse of passions and ideas
Past is a peacock
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:55 AM UTC
Silence speaks loudly
Heart is a river in spate
Boatman oars the song
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:55 AM UTC
February dreams
Of its own buds blooming in
May smiles from the far
Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 2:54 AM UTC
Dolphins are like a violin
In decoding messages
Without fail and ready in
With love, joy, help and salvages
Human-like they are
Superior in melody they are
Dolphin-like we should be
To spread bonhomie
On land and sea !
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 2:22 AM UTC
Love loves to be
Plain, simple and free
No hide and seek
No doublespeak
And word play
And no delay
In breaking
Deadly silence
That is humiliating
To sit on the fence
And sing a song
And play along
The margin
Just imagine
Love as a bee
That stings
And Sings
The pain
Simple and plain
Loves love to be
A sweet gain
Of sweet loss
Of me in we
Where love
Loves to be!
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 2:21 AM UTC
The sun rises from beyond the hill
Acts of human ignorance and ego ****
The false confidence that is built
By the cliché-ridden parties and the lilt
When the days trot and the nights sob
For their children’s youth and future
When the chants of Happy New Year
Reverberate the false echo that goes
From the emptiness of hearts that knows
The hollow promises will soon die
Under the weight of cries and sigh
Caused by the fire of roaring guns and
The washed out footprints from the sand
Of the time passed will remind
Of the time present (and of a future not so unkind)
For an atonement for what we call
The New Year though we always fail
To see that we make it as it was before
By our indiscriminate acts we adore!
And we fail to see in our dream fleeting
The sun rises while we are still sleeping!
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 2:20 AM UTC
We should celebrate life, not in segments
Not in periods and slots, not in fragments
We should celebrate life in sum, in totality
Leaving behind hatred and jealousy,
Going ahead with grace to face death
To fight poverty, deprivation and dearth
Of resources for the less advantaged
And the physically and mentally challenged
Or it is the same year with euphoria
With false rhetoric and phantasmagoria
Let us be good, simple and wise
Let us face tomorrow’s sunrise
With a wish for peace and harmony
Don’t sell your soul for tonight’s cacophony!
Love and joy, peace and harmony
The world needs more than acrimony!
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 2:16 AM UTC
We are three waiting
For the event to begin
Two are peering over
Their android phones
And I started
Writing a poem
With pen on paper
The talk ensues
Covering the Wi Fi
And now I could hear
Clearly the fingers
Tapping the messages
I too am busy
In a way lousy
Engrossed in poesy!
Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 2:07 AM UTC
Winter brings dry skins and cold winds
Days with dim sun and overcast sky winds
Up the tiny fingertips of memories in a mist
The caressing biting wind close them in a fist
In a remote place nights are wet with moistness
Around the fire are sitting people with warmness
A young boy amidst is roasting sweet potatoes
In the lustrous heat of the soft ash that echoes
The silence of the moon, a woman calls for the dinner
Was ready with herbs and spices, they are the winner
To spread the news of their aromatic win to invite
And sit together and share the innocence and fight
The most innocent and mischievous fight in the world
That was without the lonesomeness of the techno-world
I do not know whether it is a matter of yesterday
Or taking place now, I can feel it but cannot say
It is timeless and priceless does not require technology
To switch it on, glitters always without any strategy
Winter, a dewy bride, brings rough winds with dove
Unsophisticated she may sound, but is deeply in love!
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 3:04 AM UTC