Poems written by Pradeep Bahirwani

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Pradeep Bahirwani

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Hopeless romantic, grounded realist, eternal optimist, brooding pessimist. All these are me. I am all of them. When I referenced my diaries for poems written decades (1985-99) ago, I was surprised to find that most related to either Love or Death. I was even more surprised to discover that, with a quick change here and there, many of them could be interchanged to reflect either. It was in this way that I discovered in myself the obsession that Sigmund Freud labelled as Eros and Thanatos, a theme that has fascinated thinkers, poets and writers for centuries. Here you will find Eros and Thanatos and a bit of Philos in between.

How Do I?

How Do I? ode

I see you dressed in green So vibrant and so lovely Fresh as an unfolding spring How do I touch your heart? I see you dressed in turquoise Strutting like a peacock So stately and proud How do I break

Eyes Of Passion

Eyes Of Passion short poem

All defenses crumbled, all fears banished All reasons negated, all arguments destroyed Looking into your big passionate eyes Not random chance, but providence Crossing our ways time and again Leading me to your big passionate eyes Yield just once to

Now And Then

Now And Then short poem

Much time has passed, now and then When incited by your furtive glance I asked myself for the first time Was this that one stroke of chance? Much time has passed, now and then When I dared to hold your

To A Dying Ant

To A Dying Ant short poem

What implorations do they trace? These crooked legs in convulsion These crawly things in deathly grace What feeling evoke, what compulsion? The crushed mass on concrete floor In pasty death mocks my wisdom Should I act, or do I ignore