Good Amateurs by Daipayan Nair
Good Amateurs Eyes have remembered Themselves Time and again As an opening Soon turning into a blot The reason I see a coagulated dawn On your forehead Two children Quite relaxed On your face Out of a mature fission Returning all its pain, Love received Back to the maker Blinding my adult As when a parent Doesn't want to see further Post-sleep, He is quite proud Of his two kids Controlling a scenery Confessing Like amateurs. Bio: Born on 1988 in a small town of Silchar, Assam, India. Daipayan Nair is a freelance writer/columnist, poet, fiction writer and essayist. His works have been published in a lot of printed anthologies and online poetry journals like The Poetry Breakfast, The Galway Review, Tuck Magazine, 1947 Literary Journal, Duane's PoeTree Blog etc. He was recently awarded The Reuel International Poetry Prize 2016. His works...