Category: Abstract Poem

Deluge

Sacred dreams
Lost ruins and mysterious paths
The woman in veil
Walks graciously…
Tumbling down the green valley
I fall to her feet
And meet the eyes
I see everyday…
Scare shreds confidence etching
Scars in the subconscious;
Unknown scares
A deluge of thoughts I face…

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So…

Petals shed from the vase
Layer of bright and grey.
Fresh jasmine garlands on the deity
Perfumed the pale and stale.
A whiff of hot coffee lingered in the air.
“So what?”
Said the bored youngster.
But,
Fragrance or aroma?
Stagnancy or permanency?
The wind changed direction.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

Gaze

There my eyes rest

As my mind comprehends

‘Nothing’ in the vacant gaze.

The flower I see bright

As my mind processes

‘Happiness’ in the distant gaze.

Mesmerized I stand

As my mind responds

‘Gathering the simple’ along the gaze.

A little time stolen from a day

Mind not the eyes and mind

And the gaze assesses the transition.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

One More Time

flying

Hold me, one more time

For I knew not where I sail

“Catching the wind gently”

For I knew not where I fly

“Carrying a sense of liberty”

For I knew not the wings

“Blending in the scene perfectly”

Belong to me not in the infinite

Beyond mere existence I lie

Laying my ground calmly

For I knew not the strength

The hold of renewed trust;

Séance of an afternoon reminds.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar