Old Films


There is something charming about old films
The painted moon and the still, glued clouds
And the fan-generated breeze

Which fails to ruffle the hair
Of the vaselined hero bursting at the seams
With happiness and sublimated lust —

Ah, the plump heroine with the generous
Bosom and derrière
Dancing perilously close to forbidden fruit —

The tears that flow into the sea
Of sacrifice till the last frame:
Family portrait minus the moustache

Stroking, smooth-talking villain
Led away at last, cuffed by cops in silly shorts
Who declare: “You are under arrest.” And so we are.

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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 “Old Films

  1. santosh

    Yes indeed the end is brilliant . All of us used to be captivated by the aura of all these characters mentioned This has been so excellently sketched . HATS OFF VIJAY NAIR SIR .

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