Author: • July 30, 2017 • Poems

This — is the passing,

The gentle last breath, here

In your shadow I melt, the

Tacit stroking of midnight,

Languishing, sweeping my cries —

My tears, my memories aside.

This — is the passing,

Like malarial dreams, your skin

Sticks with your last smile

To my palm, the sweetness

Of us — pain, all pain and

Misery, the quiet, I long

For loud, boisterous music,

Why will no one play our

Song, why will no one

Play our song

This — is the passing.


Now — you are hidden,

There is no air upon you, or

Eyes that can see your wonder,

There is nothing my hands can do

To save you, except pray that

You have been born into something


Now — you are hidden,

In fragments of marble, scattered

Among the Earth, become roots

In all that comes, you are rain

And fire, you are death

And birth, now you are

Leaves of gold green,




Amber nectar that has stuck

To me, you are in a hole

I have dug with shaking hands.

Now — you are hidden.


I — am your keeper.

On dewey meadows, misted

Eves and mornings where the sky

Has lit on fire and glows with

My memories, you wait for me.

I write letters at your feet.

I — am your keeper.

The flowers have died, and come

Again, the birds we knew are gone,

Their children keep my company.

Do you see my mother, does

She smile with you. The back

You knew has bent, I cannot

Bear the weight of fear, here

I tell you, I shall come to you,

I shall come to you. No more,

I — am your keeper.

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About the Author

Ceciles Writer: D. Mars YuvarajanAuthor: D. Mars Yuvarajan

Country of residence: United States of America

Nationality: British and New Zealand

Mother tongue: English

Mars Yuvarajan is a Tamil New Zealand poet, born in the UK to parents who fled Sri Lanka’s civil war. Moving to New Zealand, Mars was a Naval Officer before earning his Master’s degree studying poetic translation and penning his first collection Night Owl and Other Poems.  He has also published .M.oments (Volume One) andQuiet Songs From Yesterday.  His poetry explores the human condition and the immigrant experience.

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