You Are…

You Are... short poem

In the turbid brooding skies,

And restive trees beneath,

In the innards of my eyes,

And in those shadows fleet,

you are.

In the scented mountain breeze,

And the trembling blades of grass,

Where the mist clad mountains coalesce,

And in the distant stars.

you are.

You are the warmth of my tears,

And the child in my smile,

You are alive in my years,

And my cries of turmoil.

you are.

You have transcended the world,

And soared beyond death,

And throb unseen and unheard,

In every breeze and breath.

you are.

In the sinews of my heart,

The currents of my blood,

In all the flights of my art.

and  the moist brown mud.

you are.

When I see the birds in flight,

In yonder boundless space,

In those dark moments of the night,

I know I saw your face.

You are.

You’ve gone beyond and above.

And this though I do know,

You are closest to me now.

I miss you all the more.

you are.

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Jay Krishnan

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Always wide eyed with wonder, prone to reveries and restless with an inexplicable yearning to create ever since he was a little boy, Jay wrote his first poem when he was six. He discovered the ore of his creative endeavors in the writings of his sister from which everything else originated, in attics filled with vanilla smelling old books, in savoring the classics and in intricate poems of Wordsworth and William Blake inlaid with rhyme…. His poems have snuck under editorial radars and appeared in global anthologies, magazines, newspapers and online journals. He also runs an idea shop called the Centre of Gravity, draws cartoons, directs animated short films and conceptualizes communication campaigns. All of which originate from the same artery of poetic longing that destiny charmed into his soul.
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Chandrama Deshmukh
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Jay! You have a new fan 🙂
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And the Editorial Board would like to join the fan club too! Wow Jay! this poem is rated 10/10 for the simplicity of the emotions expressed so smoothly and deftly; every word fits and every time you say – “You are” – one wishes to bow one’s head and say Amen!

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