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!

Pattern

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patterns

Flustered not, she fluttered;

A minute on my watch ticked…

Fight not, flight arrested;

A pattern I traced as my watch ticked…

Tried hard, tired by then,

She stilled and I took over;

The window that lay ajar

Opened to the evening sun…

She fluttered and flustered I stood

A minute on my watch ticked…

She fought, and gained flight;

A pattern I traced as she found her way.

Tried till then, tired not yet,

The words swirl emotions

And minutes on my watch ticked

As patterns I chased fervently

Unknown to me minutes ago;

Life I see differently…

Enshrined…

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Enshrine

Falling to a pulp on the floor

Heard the voices many;

The bliss was intoxicating….

Displaced she felt as she rouse;

Confusion written

On the faces that peered.

But one familiar face

Lifted her hand

And to that smile, she relaxed.

Not yet, she heard

And sprung to rise –

The only rhythm

Her heartbeat.

Those few minutes?

The mystery enshrined….

A Decade

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Knowing

Ten Years…

Two strangers get introduced

Formally;

Knowing you, knowing me.

Two families meet

In agreement;

Uniting him, uniting her.

Ten years….

We recall the journey

Of acceptance, adjustments

And selflessness in

Loving you, loving me.

In the Dark…

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How do I see in the dark?

Dark not the handsome

In waking dreams of life;

Dark as in life not seen

In knowing about living;

Dark in the mysteries

Of living and in being;

Dark not the beautiful

Yet I see light in the dark….