How to tell you,
What is more painful than a blast in the ear,
More painful than a suppressed tear,
More painful than the whistle of a train,I hear;
How to tell you,
Nothing is more painful than your leave,
Feigning that without you I can live;
How to tell you,
What is a beloved without the lover,
Or a lover without the beloved,
Or me without you, or you without me;
How to tell you,
What is the sky without a moon,
Or a moon without the sky,
Or me without you, or you without me.
Anita Bacha
Photo credit -Rajesh Swami
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Author: Anita Bacha
Creative and inspirational writer and poet, I lam also an addictive reader of novels, poetry and children story books.
I am the author of Soul Poetry a book of inspirational poems, verses and quotes (2015)
The Maker of Miracles (2006) and My Journey with God (2008) are narrations about my journey with my spiritual guru.
My new poetry book INK Echo of life and love published by Éditions de L’Ocean Indien earlier this year (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 story book for children ,released by Austin Macauley Publishers London in March 2019.
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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Beautiful poem with such intact feelings. Lovely photograph shared.
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Thank you so much 😊 I am glad I have conveyed to you specially and to my readers the intense emotions of a village woman who sees her husband off at the railway station after a brief encounter.
The plight of the villagers in India ,who have to leave their families behind, and to go for work in the big industrialized cities,pains me personally.
I am glad you read the poem and you like the picture of the passenger train of Nagaur in India.
Thank you once more.
🌸💙🌸
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My pleasure . Your poems are always great to read.
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Thank you ☺️
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Powerful poem, Anita. I LOVED the “story” and the how you painted pictures with your words. Awesome indeed! 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
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Thank you for stopping by and for reading Amy. Awesome comment, I must add. One comment is worth a thousand ‘likes ‘. I immensely appreciate the time you’ve taken to read the story. I am contented. It compensates for the writing and the sharing.
🌹❤️🌹
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I so agree with you, Anita, about the comments. I SO enjoy interacting with those who come to my blog and whose blogs I follow. I’m not on here a lot due to my life, but when I am, the conversations and the comments I treasure!! I wish for you that more people would find your blog and leave glorious comments for you. You are so deserving of them!! Much Love to you! 💝💝💝
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Much more love Amy 🌹❤️🌹
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Most beautiful poem of the year
I have no word to say something.
I am speechless.
Amazing poem and you are a a magic of poetry.
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I am thankful to my inspiration 🔥
Thank you for the illustrative picture.🚂
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😍👌😋😊❣
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Brilliant
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It’s difficult to find knowledgfeable people about
this subject, however, you sound like you know what you’re talking about!
Thanks
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Hi ….i had nominated you for the sunshine blogger award. Do check it nominee
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Thank you for the kind thought and gesture. Sure I will check.
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Reblogged this on Anita Bacha and commented:
One of my favorite poems written during the precious time spent in Rajasthan.
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