Greener pastures and uncertainties
Obscures when Jacaranda blooms
Soul rejoices to spiritual union of myths and life.
Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
Category: Healing
Questions…?
In the many unanswered questions of “why me”,
A mother who lost her son to time factor,
Left alone to fend for herself,
Couldn’t still hold herself responsible
For the miss calculations of life and dependence.
Expectations turn painful
While fear takes away the confidence;
Why blame anyone
She says, ” that’s my karma”
And her pain eases.
As she lies down to sleep,
All I could hear was a soft snore.
Copyright(c) 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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Colours Within
Flame kissed the wall.
Dancing to compete,
Upsurge red, orange and yellow
With sparks of green racing along,
Into welcome embrace of blue and indigo,
Rising steadily to an unknown rhythm
Meet with showers of white sparkles that,
Trigger an overwhelming calmness…
Envisaging the moment by seconds
I break away from trance
Infused by colours; now
That they stand aside,
Appreciating the artistic evolution,
I challenge not the expressions
Suffused by an imaginative rein,
Caught between sleep and the subconscious.
Feeling colours submerge deep within
A sense of definite
Emptiness and happiness;
I wake up to a new day.
Copyright © 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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