Bits and Pieces

Change

Spring slowly creeps along
Early morning the forest reverberates
Winter’s birds exercise their voice
Time moving by
Sunlight drives away the pain
Intimate
With my friend
The rain

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-29.

Words find me

I look silence in the eye
Lack of language
Laughter
Sadness
Pain
Lost crying
These new words
Requires another try

By Simone Beartrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-29

Listening

Engaged
Every dialect nuanced
New words captured
Meanings stay the same
Assimilation
Celebrated
Social systems sanctioned
Each fresh phrase
In my mother tongue buried
This language finding a home
Amongst many
My soul captures
Seasonal blessings
Listening

By Simone Beatrice Naik Noemdoe, 2012-02-29.