Picked up a timeworn book at a sale;
Shredding binds, dry rose, remains of silverfish –
Ephemeral but, quintessential panoply.
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Author: Deeya Nambiar
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!
Daily Prompt: Echo
His words echoed,
“Trust yourself,”
When in doubt; but
Words rearranged,
“Doubt in when.”
Inane or obtuse?
Yet I heard voices,
Unheard before; and
Words rearranged,
I heard my echo.
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Impression
Deep and dark charcoal strokes;
Lost white to curator’s imagination –
Shadow splayed wall left an impression.
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Has It…
Has it become a ritual
Of wishes, and blessings
On festive and date of birth?
A call away
Of little something,
More rejoinders, wished?
Life a way to each –
Situational and conditional,
Should accept, or expect from time?
I wipe dust from my old albums….
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Variety is the Spice of Life 