To think things through
And to see through things
Observe bewildered queues
Of ordinary sinners in the sun
Begging for their rationed dues
Consoled by the wise
That ” in the coming days”
Sacrifice shall lead us
Through the haze
To the promised land
Now cloaked in shadows:
Smog-infected souls
Purified indoors
In the masked capital
Learning to inhale once more
Unable to see
After the festival.
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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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