Category: Love

Unfolds

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Unfolds the rose bud
Each layer double coloured;
The next day fades
Petals pale and fragrance bailed.
The pollen a bright yellow
Tender to touch
Puzzles life to life.
“Pluck me not for I live
Another day
As the sun carasses me
And the wind kisses me.”
The older rose in reflection,
“I am beautiful
And an enduring beauty for days
I am love.”
Amazed at the passing thoughts,
I feel the flowers and reflect
In depth on the essentials
Live beautifully to love unconditionally.

Copyright (c) 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

Bonding

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mother and child
A reprint copy of Raja Ravi Varma’s painting “Krishna in the Lap of Mother Yashoda”

Stood below a banyan tree in the vicinity

On a cloudy night where lightning flickered

I envisaged the lighting across the street

Adorned to welcome the festival of light

And the wail of the newborn shrilled the air.

The roots set to bond deep

Through tap roots and prop roots

Offering to nourish and nurture

Nature leads and instincts act

And a mother is born.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

Steal A Few Moments…

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beauty

I wish I could steal a few moments from life…

Never having seen a delicate life so close to hold;

Green, fresh as the rain washed leaf;

Silvery, enchanting as if an angel

On earth with a message.

“Touch me not,” she fluttered as long as her wings could take;

Choosing to sit on my feet, as long as she decided to have me.

A day had gone by in admiration.

The next day of hope was all about me;

Just another living being,

In search of the beautiful being.

I wish I could steal a few moments from life….

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

A Decade

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Knowing

Ten Years…

Two strangers get introduced

Formally;

Knowing you, knowing me.

Two families meet

In agreement;

Uniting him, uniting her.

Ten years….

We recall the journey

Of acceptance, adjustments

And selflessness in

Loving you, loving me.