You open to me in the heat of the sun,
Your purple color runs in my veins,
Your beauty is a divine perfume,
My life is imbued with your quintessence;
Once you teach me how to dance,
We twirl and we swirl in the wind,
A joyous song in our heart,
Heedless of the hammering rain;
Secretly in the chill of dusk,
You fold your dying petals,
Enclosing me in the depth of your soul.
Anita Bacha
anitabacha.com
Photo credit: Raj Swami
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Author: Anita Bacha
Creative and inspirational writer of stories, poetry, and haikus I am also an addictive reader of novels, poetry, haiku, and children's storybooks.
I am the author of SOUL POETRY a book of inspirational poems, verses, and quotes published by Partridge India (2015)
The Maker of Miracles (2006) published in the USA by Dorrance Publishing and My Journey with God (2008) published under the banner of Sai Towers, India is the narration about my spiritual journey.
My new poetry book INK Echo of life and love published by Éditions de L’Ocean Indien (2019) in Mauritius, my birth country is a collection of love poems extolling the feelings and desires of women.
The Princess and the Crow is my first storybook for children, released by Austin Macauley Publishers London in March 2019. Two years later, I was inspired to write and published two other books - WAKASHIO, a storybook for children, and PINK MOON - AN ANTHOLOGY OF HAIKU POEMS.
I love to write. I guess my writing has a special cliché of island 🌴 life, natural, unpretentious, and full of beauty.
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So beautiful..i can perfectly smell the flowers..
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Many thanks for visiting our garden and for the charming comment 🌺❣️🌺
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Your writing here is almost hypnotic (in a good way) 🙂
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Thank you so much for commenting!
The Hibiscus 🌺 flower, as you probably know, lives for only one day when it blooms.
In the photo, the Hibiscus 🌺 is soaked in the rain ☔️ and won’t survive the day!
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I LOVE Hibiscus, and didn’t realize it lives only a single day–my, that makes it even more exquisite…and evokes a wealth of inspiration for poetry! 🙂
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