Pause

Sometimes,when we fought,we
Felt like two wayward kites
Entangled in the branches of the same tree–

But each parting saw a part of me
And a part of you
Walking away from us,towards their destiny–

We have ceased, with some sense,
Exchanging excuses,sitting by this stream
Fishing,but not for compliments–

Listening to old love songs before we sleep
Murdered by remixes:
Our Muses shut their ears and weep–

Your fingers trace the highways to immortal
Monuments we have never even seen in dreams:
After all,as you say,” Tomorrow is another normal.”

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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).

8 thoughts on “Pause

  1. Pushmaotee Subrun

    Listening to old love songs before we sleep
    Murdered by remixes:
    Our Muses shut their ears and weep–
    The artificiality behind today’s current affairs… so well depicted in the poem…

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