A pile of books fell,
Not because it was organised disorderly;
“A little more” of my expectation
From the rack I brought recently,
But could not sustain a day longer, broke.
Re-living the circumstance presently
“A little space” in my expectation
From existence to purpose lingered seemingly
A pile of me fell off existentialism.
Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
Loving life in myriad colours,
Healing unconditionally…
Life when in doldrums
Serves the unanswered –
Mediate with whom?
Soul or life?
Yet, manipulate not
Birth and death the unanswered….
Time the healer serves unconditionally,
Loving the moment’s myriad of colours.
Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
Stories retold
Of prince and princess –
Valour, honour and the victor;
Wars and lives
They chased ….
Stories recreated
Of man and woman –
Emotions, feelings and situations;
Chances and living
They faced ….
Stories reread
Of fictional and non-fictional –
Characters, representation and wonderment;
Idealism or realism,
I pondered.
And our stories?
Realistically conceived,
Professed, often;
Perceived and construed,
Told, created and read.
Each Soul on a journey,
Unscathed.
Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
Scribbling scrambles
Thoughts travel terrain
Meandering meaningfully
I invite imagination.
Ideas indispensable
Mind mingles mandates
Rules rueful
Scribbling storyline silhouette.
Published in: In Knowing, 2015
Everything about astrology
In search of spirituality
Life is all about being curious, asking questions, and discovering your passion. And it can be fun!
This site is about the knowledge of different categories such as education, , health, mobiles, and tourism
Jesus lovin', latte drinking, dog lovin', Kansas mama and wife.
Become a Travel Journalist!
We only live once. Hence, let's not stop dreaming
My Third Eye Vision...Vision of a Naturalist!
Trying to grow into the successful man God called me to be
Variety is the Spice of Life 