Tag: Love
I share love
Did I miss
the sun, sun rays or sunshine?
The person, the feel or the presence?
Behind my closed eyes,
I see the sun, feel the rays, and
warm up to sunshine.
I am love, I feel love, I share love.
And there, it
Rains, and Rains.
2020, Deeya Nambiar
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Remembering
Haven’t said a word,
Merely stared;
Care not what they meant.
Bubble burst into millions –
Invisible;
Yet, felt a million nerves.
The wind’s delicate stroke
Appeared a warning;
Passing thoughts arrested,
I wiped the sensation –
Tickle;
Yet, couldn’t stop my heart.
Haven’t heard the beat
Merely hoped;
A minute by minute passage –
Cease;
Yet, remained alive and I breathe;
Remembering a life.
Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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