Ringing
of temple bells,
set to chorus;
Her anklets,
Tinkling softly;
Lover’s whisper…
Heart traced,
Soul claimed;
Her belief, her way.
Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
Category: Life Poems
Fallen Flowers II
Bougainvillea and frangipani,
Colours and fragrances,
Acacia bother not.
Each shed, to its own.
Timed same, timing differ.
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Fallen Flowers
I gather some fallen flowers,
Spread a milieu from death,
Of life and thereafter,
Where miseries thrive not –
A vision wished to be acknowledged.
A little errand of mindfulness;
Grass seemed pleased.
Pleased, only to my eyes.
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Father
On a rain-washed night,
Children laid down to sleep,
Pulling blankets over their heads;
Hoping to hide their fears behind
About the stories of rainy nights,
Thunder storms and scary dark elements;
That’s when lightning struck in its mighty power;
Killing the imagined silhouette of shadowy figure,
Oh! “father you are home.”
Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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