White roses of finest taste,
Obscure expectations;
Reality dresses up to dream;
Here comes another lotus eater.
Present let past sleep too,
I fancy today….
Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
Category: Abstract Poem
Go…
When man decided to fly,
He turned his head up towards the sky,
Watching the birds fly;
Flocking together many,
Patterns in unknown way
Of nature and quest play
Where Nature let go,
Human nature compromised;
Mind never let go, though.
Who are you? ‘I’
Go where the heart let you,
Mind not Mind, just go.
Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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Fallen Flowers
I gather some fallen flowers,
Spread a milieu from death,
Of life and thereafter,
Where miseries thrive not –
A vision wished to be acknowledged.
A little errand of mindfulness;
Grass seemed pleased.
Pleased, only to my eyes.
Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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