Jaishree Nair

Jaishree Nair
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Iam a teacher. The HOD of the English department of KMM senior secondary school.malappuram dist.Kerala.I handle English for the senior secondary. I love my job.I have penned articles for various magazines. I love writing poems.I am thinking of publishing s book in the near future.Basically I am simple; and a very down to earth person.I am highly sentimental and this had sometimes created many problems in my life. I give priority to relationships and I think life is to enjoy not brood over the past or worry about the future. Live in the present is my motto. Brought up in Bangalore; I'm now settled in Kerala. I feel a teacher's job is the best in the world.The spark of enlightenment ignited ... more »

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  • Shaheer (3/4/2018 2:10:00 AM)

    Madam, ur poems has life wth magical words. Continue writing.

  • Raji mohandas (3/3/2018 6:13:00 AM)

    Too good,keep writing

  • Raji mohandas (3/3/2018 5:57:00 AM)

    Nice poem ,keep writing

  • Faris Hamza (2/28/2018 5:48:00 AM)

    Your poems are really meaningful and of different style. I am very proud to be your student.

  • Bill Cantrell Bill Cantrell (2/15/2018 6:57:00 PM)

    I must say jaishree nairs poetry is profound with a very down to earth approach, she writes of love, death with questions that stirs up the deepest emotions! She writes brilliant poetry! !

  • Akhtar Jawad Akhtar Jawad (3/23/2015 2:32:00 AM)

    jaishree Nair is a different poetess having an unique style.

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Best Poem of Jaishree Nair


She sat on the chair,
Half inclined to turn and run,
The white reflected in the mirror
Her tresses golden and amber.

She felt a moment of hesitation,
Should she, or shouldn't she?
The final word given,
She waited for the cold blade.

Snip, snip, snip went the scissors
The tresses fell all around.
Long, brown shiny with a tint of gold,
She closed her eyes cold.

She opened and stared
Shocked-a stranger in the mirror?
Faint memory of a writer's childhood fear
Shingled hair-sign of cowardice?

She dreaded going out,
A ...

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