In a year brought to a standstill
With the faceless searching for a face
And the nameless reclaiming their narratives–

While days disappear in a puff of dust
And silence grips us by our throats
Your breath keeps me alive–

You understand my passionate pauses–
Somehow, this sunrise seems so different
When you smile, and I forget

The lies we live with, the lies we live by:
The bruises left untouched–
A wordless wind lets us listen to the dawn:

And beyond,
Everything changes subtly
Like the light in a Turner landscape.

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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).

4 thoughts on “Standstill

  1. Suma K Gopal

    As misery goes boundless, your poem bring men to a standstill, observe, reflect and perhaps move on hoping to catch the light at the end of the tunnel…

  2. Louis Kasatkin

    A poetic treat for the general reader to savour.Just as a specific geographical location -Monument Valley Arizona, came to be associated with Film Auteur John Ford and his Westerns, so with an Author whose defining features are his explorations and contemplations on the landscape of our own shared psycho-geography as readers.


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