Prabhakar Subramaniam


Alma Mater - Poem by Prabhakar Subramaniam

If you can give
Why do I need to ask?
If you can open doors
Why do I need to knock?
I sit on the porch
Of the college chapel
With no prayer,
No service is on
All students have gone
Home, for vacation.
The gulmohurs
Bursting into flames
As if on cue
Intone the legend
Above the library entrance
'Purificatus non consumptus! '
They do not mind me
An outsider now
Without a roll number
Just stopping by
With a sigh
They do not ask me
Why am I here?
Sitting with a tear,
Thinking of yesteryear,
When there was someone else near.


Comments about Alma Mater by Prabhakar Subramaniam

  • Rookie - 15 Points Swetha Vanakayalapati (6/20/2012 8:54:00 AM)

    its true........u toned out well sir! ! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, June 19, 2012



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