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Yet, I am not different
Apparently, there’s nothing common
In two people’s lives,
Till situation wipes space and time;
Opportune to movement
I’m here and so are you;
When was the last, where time raced
With little reflection?
Boundaries apart
Preciousness of life
Yet to be realised….
Waiting and waning
“Will I see another New Year?”
Child asked Santa;
Trust never failed.
I continue to read,
Hoping for many
A life of dignity
And some food to eat.
Wonder, if they still know
The taste of potatoes and beans.
There’s nothing common
Yet, I am not different.
Copyright © 2016, Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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Lives
Weighed lives.
A few cycles of sun and moon.
Wind tickled nerves
And the dance,
A few tourists acknowledged;
Till the leaf sailed along
And fell on the way
That the cyclists chose;
Wind brushed it aside
While the Yarra river celebrated life.
Copyright (c) 2016 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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So…
Petals shed from the vase
Layer of bright and grey.
Fresh jasmine garlands on the deity
Perfumed the pale and stale.
A whiff of hot coffee lingered in the air.
“So what?”
Said the bored youngster.
But,
Fragrance or aroma?
Stagnancy or permanency?
The wind changed direction.
Copyright© 2015 Deeya Nayar-Nambiar
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