Category: Writing Poetry

Greens

“Greens! Who said?”

I was looking at that wedged path

Across the street

Lined with roses, red and yellow;

Cacti fenced modestly –

Speckled pebbles, black and white.

             Rinsing the veggies, she answered,

            “You’re right about colours.”

             Appetising and healthy –

            Bell peppers, red and yellow;

           Salad leaves arranged modestly –

         Speckled mushrooms, black and white.

Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

Very Woman

Silence prevailed.

 Accurate mind processed.

    “That’s not a very womanly thought.”

       I looked up inquisitively.

“Thoughts have gender?”

If so, man and woman

Each has another side.

                  Perception smiled.

                  Circumstances laughed.

                  “Offence not meant, or taken.”

Thoughts multiplied unnervingly.

Advocacy spiralled.

                “Oh my accurate mind, please spell,”

             Silence persuaded.

Copyright © 2017, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar