Category: Writing Poetry

Gaze

There my eyes rest

As my mind comprehends

‘Nothing’ in the vacant gaze.

The flower I see bright

As my mind processes

‘Happiness’ in the distant gaze.

Mesmerized I stand

As my mind responds

‘Gathering the simple’ along the gaze.

A little time stolen from a day

Mind not the eyes and mind

And the gaze assesses the transition.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

That Point

And I stood at a point

Where life asked me to

Take a reverse turn.

Season followed its path

Rains washed clean the reminders

The books were neatly stacked.

Missed from the scene for a while

Met the money plant that loved the sill

The sparrow chirped once again.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

One More Time

flying

Hold me, one more time

For I knew not where I sail

“Catching the wind gently”

For I knew not where I fly

“Carrying a sense of liberty”

For I knew not the wings

“Blending in the scene perfectly”

Belong to me not in the infinite

Beyond mere existence I lie

Laying my ground calmly

For I knew not the strength

The hold of renewed trust;

Séance of an afternoon reminds.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar

 

Unknown Woman

I met her eyes that said nothing.

Waving the withered piece of cloth

A seeker, she managed to find in me.

Her gaze still fixed

A moment more it took to realize

It was the unknown, her seeker.

Could not ignore but wanted to,

Money I placed in that hand –

Unkempt, gnarled and unknown to touch….

My heart whispered and

A silent prayer passed my lip.

I met her eyes again that, still said nothing.

Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar