S.Jagathsimhan Nair Poet Free verse

Return To Me

From others’ looks and lips
And between the rustle of papers
I pick up this goody-goody mask.
I carry it to the office
To the hotel and streets
I will not be I there-minus that.
And when gravel grate
Under my bare and weary feet
Gasping for breath in the searing heat
To myself I am back
Rid of that coward’s mask
For it doesn’t go with sweat and dirt.


By: S.Jagathsimhan Nair
26 july 2011
Contest: Doppelgangers  of  Matt Caliri


By: S.Jagathsimhan  Nair
July26, 2011
Contest: Doppelgangers  of  MattCaliri

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Carol Sunshine Brown August 22, 2011 at 2:55 PM Congratulations on your placement in Matt's "Doppelgangers" contest Jag. Love, Carol

Sara Kendrick August 21, 2011 at 8:23 PM Congrats on your win..Sara

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 21, 2011 at 6:37 PM Congrats Jag on another fantastic win with this dynamic poetry and creative entry luv..

David Williams August 21, 2011 at 6:08 PM hey jag congrats on another great win David

Chiquitachiamaka Baity August 10, 2011 at 8:56 PM Great write!!!!! a pleasure to read..!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dr.Ram Mehta July 28, 2011 at 9:04 PM Wonderful entry to the contest, S Nair

Andrea Dietrich July 26, 2011 at 9:56 PM wow,I LIKE this one a LOT. It could have fit that mask contest a while back very well. I missed that particular contest and will just post my mask poem later for the heck of it. Glad to have seen your poem tonight.

Linda-Marie Sweetheart July 26, 2011 at 10:43 AM awesomely written JS and well put as to how we adapt one persona for one part of life and another for another part.. excellent on the theme of the contest...good luck luv..

Rene'E Braxton July 26, 2011 at 8:46 AM This poem was deep! I liked it.