A Lyric

We don’t have the skill to touch the sky
We won’t bear gifts to betray friend or foe
But what we have grows after every last goodbye–

Our hands are even now raised so high
Even though we fought and surrendered long ago
Under a cloud of doubt,in the public eye,

To each other,and for an alibi:
In the setting sun,your smile’s glow
Brings the light back into my life, and I wonder why

The wind remains bemused,as time goes by,
Not knowing which way to blow–
And then at midnight we hear the sudden cry

Unnerving as breaking glass and difficult to identify–
You roll your eyes as if you know:
Who waits in silence,waits to die.

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About VijayNair

I retired as Associate Professor, Department of English, Government Victoria College Palakkad, Kerala. I taught English Language and Literature in various colleges for 31 years. My Ph.D. thesis was on the plays of Wole Soyinka. My collections of verse include "The City and the Hermitage" (1988), "Doors Swing Open" (2008), "Eyes" (2010) and "Whispers of Light in Darkness" (2013). My poems have also appeared in the International Anthologies "I am a Poet" (2013), "With Love" (2013), "Synthesis" (2014) "Poetic Symphonies" (2015) and "Heavenly Hymns" (2015).

13 thoughts on “A Lyric

  1. amitapaul

    The Poem compels the question :
    If he who waits in silence waits to die , then does he who waits speaking or singing or protesting wait to live or be immortal ?

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  2. Nalini Srivastava

    Beautiful creation Sir.My favourite lines
    ” for an alibi:
    In the setting sun,your smile’s glow
    Brings the light back into my life,”

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  3. Pushmaotee Subrun

    An interesting write dear poet… on our conflicting state of being…

    Our hands are even now raised so high
    Even though we fought and surrendered long ago
    Under a cloud of doubt,in the public eye,

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  4. Suma K Gopal

    It’s interesting to observe how you seamlessly use nature and its elements to reflect and echo the human emotions, dear sir.

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  5. Anoucheka

    Follow your instincts and live life as it should be lived….Displaying the talented craft of the poet

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