Musings

We exchanged our hopes for small change
For we were promised a safe passage through the clouds:
The reticence to see reason at first sight–

We ignored the chorus of recollections
Urging us to crossover,without a doubt,
At the next red light–

And you asked me if you would remain
A signature in a slim autograph book,a name
I would not recognise on a silent toothless night?

Our love is not like old wallpaper
Looking washed-out in time.I inhale the scent
Of your sentences wherever I go, and embrace each insight–

An unapologetic truth could turn us inside-out:
Let us crouch low and lunge, my love,
Only when the time is right.

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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).

5 thoughts on “Musings

  1. amitapaul

    This is an intriguing poem . The reticence could well be plain reluctance . There a hint of cautiousness and hesitation even in the avowal of strong passion

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  2. Swati A Gadgil

    Excellent expression ….And you asked me if you would remain
    A signature in a slim autograph book,a name
    I would not recognise on a silent toothless night?….this touched me

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