Good Amateurs by Daipayan Nair

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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 have been translated in quite a few languages. He has also got a book to his name. His first collection of poems is named 'The Frost' which was released in 2015. His recent publication is a co-authored anthology of poems titled ‘THE VIRTUAL REALITY’ which was released at the end of 2016. Currently he is working on his upcoming project, a detailed poetry book on the new poetry form ‘Tideling' titled ‘Parallelism’ to be published by the end of 2017.

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