Category: Poetry

Urgent

“Does it matter?” I asked.

“Not till you told me it’s urgent.”

In your sense of urgency,

 I felt an urge to chase me

Till the boundaries blurred;

And compelled I felt to meet

My recluse-Self as she sought

In imperative an answer

To comprehend “it’s urgent”

My Self exclaimed,

“Time does matter!”

Copyright © 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

Daily Prompt – URGENT

On That Day

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I didn’t wish to be there

On that day.

But somehow I am here

As of today.

The clouds told the sea;

The wind told the palms.

But the carpet grass rejoiced,

As the shadow stayed poised.

Have I known you, ever?

Every day, newer?

Roots shallow or deep, I gather

We live in today, together.

Said the greens to the woods

As air, water and light witnessed.

Copyright (c) 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar