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.
Tailspin autumn wind, Dry leaves crush under my boots, Spring is far away, Olive trees in full blossom, Pedicured feet in flip flops.
Artwork Olive Trees – Season Autumn Spring -André Claude Monet, 1884.
Dear friends and readers, This is my first tanka poem. I hope that you enjoy it. What is a tanka poem? One may ask.Is it similar to the haiku poem ? A tanka or short poem originates in Japan just like the haiku poem.It is a free verse, 31 syllables poem written in five lines. The basic structure of the tanka is 5-7-5-7-7, whereas the haiku consists of three lines and 17 syllables in a 5-7-5 format. Furthermore, the third line shifts from the imagery in the beginning lines to a reflective metaphor in the closing lines
Many more tanka poems to come for your eyes only. Thank you for reading.
Every moment is a day Every day is a moment Life brings joy et al and its share of downfall Life is empty without its spontaneity As we grow old our perspectives evolve Autumn’s rose petals fall for spring buds to sprout Life doesn’t mean to possess life means to let go
Why ask the rose?
From the bud to the sparkling full bloom
From the full bloom to the withering rose, the rose tells her story
Each stage of our life has a story to tell similar to the rose
Today the sky is deep green,
The grass is sapphire blue,
I walk up the heath,
To say a last farewell to you,
A well kept secret is this flower,
That didn’t bloom in the blue grass,
Yet its sweet fragrance will linger,
As far as memories will last.