Words in Black and White

Why did she collect diaries
Till the day before she died
And leave them all unfulfilled?

Did she enjoy their scent, each
So different from the other
But believe diaries lied since

What we choose to call our own
Experiences are never
Really ours but what we

Have shared and share with others?
And how can you if you are
True to yourself, narrate dry

Archival anecdotes from
Solely your point of view? Perhaps,
She knew that words in black and white

Don’t hesitate to wear
After the journey through the night
Insidious colours in broad daylight.

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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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