I read poetry after a long time and enjoyed it. Nair’s poems are short, everyday, and fun. As with any other collection, the quality varies; there are good ones and those that are not so good. But most were enjoyable – very today, fresh and thoughtful. My only complaint – Nair is a stickler for rhyming and sometimes it is limiting – the result can be childish at times. Rhyming is her strong point and rhyming poetry is easy on the eyes but not beyond a point.
Apparently, I have been rejected.
So, naturally feel dejected.
Agreed, she is extremely beautiful.
But now, her and mine, cup of woe almost seems full.
She is, obviously angry with me,
and I think that to my heart, she is the only key.
The reasons are known, some unknown.
But the heart of a poor guy is torn.
The subject me: she wants to forget
The subject she: is my target
She wants to keep away,
And I want to have my say.
Now, will she ever call back?
Or have I finally become a boring jack?
You were a rose.
A half blossomed, dew kissed, silky red rose.
From the corner window of my house,
I would’ve admired you smiling in my garden.
A little look at you would’ve made my day.
Would’ve showered all my affections on you,
Caressed you, kissed you and adored you all my life.
When it was your turn to wither away,
Would’ve carefully gathered your soft petals,
And kept them to my heart till death.
You were a rose.
Fetters on my feet,
My hand cuffed.
Tears in my eyes,
I stand stunned.
My tongue glued,
My ears sealed.
My eyes unseeing,
Only heart moved.
Yearning desperately for once sound
The sound…of your voice
…and that alone
But this was the relationship you had decided for us,
And thus was how it ended.
With you free,
And me in the impenetrable prison of your thoughts.
I’ll always remember,
I’ll never forget,
Yet never forgive,
Your one-way calls.
Dream of a lifetime came true
When in the world of stillness,
I met you.
Where the sound of your payal was echoed by stillness,
Where the message in your eyes was conveyed in stillness,
Where your voice evoked a reply of stillness.
Where the trees whispered in stillness,
Birds hopped in stillness,
And blossoms swayed in stillness.
Where only and I moved
And the world watched us,
The still world of chinars, koyals and peach blossoms
Thus was the bliss
of having fallen in love
With stillness…and you.
Sometimes something suddenly shoots right through.
Something hits you hard somewhere.
Catching you unaware.
You grope for breath.
And don’t get it,
What you did to deserve it.
That’s what happened,
When you told me,
Was no longer a part of your life.
Your life was yours…and of somebody else.
And I was alone.
That was when I realized,
That your being a part of my life,
Had meant a lot to me.
In the scorching desert of my life,
You were my only oasis.
It happened suddenly.
Out of the blue.
Singing a song, going around,
Suddenly – the dam burst.
The tears flowed.
The body shook.
The sense of loss, the sense of distance overwhelmed me.
And I realized what I had lost.
That despite the cheerful exterior that I maintained,
How miserable I felt.
Is it my fate to be always unhappy?
Sighing when with you.
And crying when not.
There is so much to say.
So much to hear.
So much to feel.
So much to understand.
One day and one night spent with you,
How can it quench the thirst of so many years.
You are the love of my life.
It will take me a life time to get over you.