krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

Bronze Star - 2,291 Points (1964 and doing pretty good.. / Thiruvalla, Kerala)

Those Dusty Book Shelves Of Childhood... - Poem by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

Oh, give me those dusty bookshelves of the past
Where books held raptures that would last
A dry crushed flower or perhaps a frayed leaf
A worm eaten love story with an ending so neat
And all those fancy tales of faeries so good
Who lost their wands and cried in the woods
And of goblins who stole tulips and roses
All from the valley of love and happiness
And when the moon rose at the midnight hour
I would turn in my sleep and suddenly smile
Lost in a place of spells and charming power
And my cat settles softly between my legs and curl.....

Comments about Those Dusty Book Shelves Of Childhood... by krishnakumar chandrasekar nair

  • Bri Edwards (7/20/2016 10:38:00 PM)

    so your books served more than as forms of entertainment and means of learning to read. they held flowers, leaves, and worm-eaten love stories. oh, i think i'm getting confused. oh well.

    i like this. i had books on shelves above my bed for a few years in my teens. one favorite was Robinson Crusoe.

    i volunteer in our local library doing this and that to help out. i also read once a month to preschoolers there. i enjoy it and would do it more if they asked me.

    bri :)
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    Krishnakumar Chandrasekar Nair (7/21/2016 12:15:00 PM)

    Sir, thank you....

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  • Daniel Brick (5/4/2015 11:59:00 PM)

    I share your obvious love for books and it goes back to childhood when the characters and plots were not yet literature but something that was probably happening in the next neighborhood and might in mine next time.
    You capture effortlessly the magic of those early years, a magic no longer in reach but memories which will never abandon us.
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  • Madathil Rajendran Nair (4/20/2015 11:24:00 AM)

    What a great poem! Wonderful! The longing of each one of us for the good old dusty bookshelves well described. (Report) Reply

  • Howard 'the motivational poet' Simon (12/24/2013 4:37:00 PM)

    Nestled in a
    nest of nostalgia that warms the heart.
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  • Geetha Jayakumar (12/18/2013 11:23:00 AM)

    Wonderful write. Childhood shelves remains dusty for many years till one get again time to dust it, refresh it once again back to childhood memories. Lovely poem. Loved reading it. (Report) Reply

  • (12/17/2013 7:38:00 PM)

    Wonderful Krish...pup has a Sammy (Report) Reply

  • Kavya . (12/17/2013 3:48:00 AM)

    a v nice write Sir........the childhood memories are indeed refreshing and you have portrayed v well in this poem (Report) Reply

  • Valsa George (12/16/2013 8:13:00 AM)

    Books, the treasured possessions of every man and child
    They take us to times gone by
    Also to lands, so far never travelled
    Can the ebooks with the printed word ever vie? ....

    The dusty book shelf has taken you to your childhood of fairy tales! Enjoyed!
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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 15, 2013

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