She and I didn’t share the same nature of job.
I’ve known her but for some time now.
She and I never spoke anything
Except exchanged “Thank you”
For the cup of tea she served me at work.
Today, unlike other days
She and I got into the lift together and were alone.
I smiled and fiddled with my phone
And she searched in her bag for chocolates
“You know, I work for myself and my past is not painful.”
“Happy Women’s Day, madam.”
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Shed myself into the moment
My wax melted and froze
I glowed in my own light
Luminous radiance filled around;
The life I lived some time ago
Removing darkness from other lives.
Yet, I am nothing without the fire!
I blush, burn and buffer to existence
And I grow from a mere ornate candle
Our karmic connection predestined.
*Published in In Knowing
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The dandelion survived wind
While the surfer maneuvered,
Riding the waves fearlessly
Overcoming space and time
In here and now.
As I sat watching the conqueror on surfboard,
Counting the rise and fall
And the policing seagulls,
My mind invited Jonathan, Bach’s Seagull
‘There is no other.’
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