The shutters of our eyes have been opened–
Death unveils mourning friends and neighbours
With waterlogged memories of last year

And the fading light on the faces we forgot–
Some are consoled by a bulging bag of promises
And an awkward ritual handshake at the end–

Nothing is heard when hoarse voices shout
At the same time,staring at the mud and silt:
Your language wears thin like your patience–

Touched by sunlight,the landscape comes alive
But those who have travelled far and wide know:
Our lives become the lies we hide behind.

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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).

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