I heard voices,
Decipher not one.
They heard me not,
As I struggled to lift up –
Enveloped in fear ‘n’ trembling.
“Not real” heard distantly,
I wake up with a racing heart.
Sleep wasn’t peaceful.
Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
Not Real
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I believe in taking every day as a learning phase, and exploring my writing skills. I have enjoyed the challenges as a journalist, content writer and college lecturer, and at the moment am living life analysing the extraordinary in the ordinary! View more posts
Nicely written.
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