Category: Destiny

Paper Boat

boat

The day I fly,

I fly the wind,

I wind the way and

I way the life –

The life of adventure;

Adventure momentary –

Momentary pleasure;

Pleasure in knowing

In knowing my body and soul.

The blank paper that I am

Chose to rewrite destiny

Flying the moment the wind touched

Exploring the way and sailed

My white, pure to life.

What do I say?

I say not to recall yet,

I recall the destined,

Destined to sail as a boat,

The day I chose to fly….

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

Silver Line…

A double-faced silver frame

Held mirrors, concave and convex.

Each mirrored an illusion

Today as seen and wished;

A wall mirror in the room

Reflected in and within, annexed.

My eyes in refraction

Trace, specks of silvery gleam.

Awakened subconscious

Rewrite the unseen.

Copyright © 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

Circles

Circles interlinked,

Layers many.

She went round and round,

Circling and moving inside.

Unaware, how long but,

To her heart’s content,

Till she became the centre.

Unable to set step any further

The unknown child sat down, disoriented

Yet, Laughing…

Pleasantly happy,

Named the lines in alphabets

And she set on her new task.

My mind wandered

Counting the circles

In this cycle of life –

Followed, planned and unplanned.

Unaware, how long for,

Layers were many and

Circles interlinked, still.

I set on an unknown path

Surprisingly happy.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

 

Only Fell Along

Destined

Only a furlong

The distance gauged in a blink

I walk, and walk

Aimlessly the miles

The distance gauged into infinite

I knock, and knock

The endless while

The destined I see in a blink

I halt, and turn

Skeptical yet assured

The destined never faltered

Only fell along.