Echo of cuckoo’s song
In the deep stardust valleys
Electric colors
Dawn breaks fawning reverence
Sunset’s docile somnolence
Anita Bacha

Echo of cuckoo’s song
In the deep stardust valleys
Electric colors
Dawn breaks fawning reverence
Sunset’s docile somnolence
Anita Bacha
Of your tree so mighty,
I am a leaf so green and tiny;
Neither an apple nor a fig,
I hold on to a twig;
In winter I shiver and I freeze,
In summer I sway in the breeze;
Drenched in torrential rain,
I cry in grief and in pain;
Scalded in the burning sun,
I shrivel and I shun;
A creeper I long to mime,
My arms enlacing you;
Heavenly heights to climb,
My soul enrobing you.
~ Anita Bacha ~
Thank you for your visit my dear friends.
You will find the above and many such poems in my book ‘Soul Poetry’ published by Partridge in 2015 , distributed worldwide by Amazon & Barnes and Noble.
On the quay of farewell
In a covetous embrace
You gave me your heart
On the quay of farewell
You wiped my tears with your lips
You offered me your eyes
On the quay of farewell
You spoke to me about your suffering
You wanted my mouth to feel your fading breath
On the quay of farewell
You wanted me to remember your desires
Your thirst and your hunger insatiate
On the quay of farewell
You fumbled for the tenderness and sweetness that are in me
That you will never find in another
On the quay of farewell
You hugged me tight in your arms
You wanted to keep me forever
On the quay of farewell
Heavy as a winter coat
The separation bent you into two
And you shouted my name
Anita Bacha
Thank you for viewing and reading my dear friends
Happy evening
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If I were a flower
If I were a flower for the joy of being a flower
A leaf for being a leaf
If I were a stem
If I were a leaf and a stem to dress up a flower
If I were a flower that you will place on your heart
If I were all sleek and purple petals
Petals to cover the nudity of a flower
If I were a flower that you will place on your heart
If I were the eyelids for the delight of being the eyelids
The lashes for being the lashes
If I were the eyes
If I were the eyelids and the lashes to cover your eyes
If I were a tear
A tear running down a cheek
A tear that loses itself in the lips
If I were the lips that caress a flower
If I were the lips and you were a flower…
Anita Bacha
Thank you for reading, my dear friends.
For more,kindly visit
Thank you 😊
Morning frozen sun
Winter cherry blossom trees
Wrapped up in snow coats.
Anita Bacha
Good morning, my dear friends!
Thank you so much for viewing and reading.
Winter morning blues
Open balcony
Floating scent of rose
Anita Bacha
Good morning, my dear friends.
Happy start of the week
Look at me and hear me
Because I’m here just for that
I am your moon
And your moonlight too
I am your flower garden
And your water too
I have come all this way
Eager for you
Without shoes or shawl
I want you to laugh
To kill all your worries
To love you
To nourish you
O Sweet Bitterness!
I will soothe and heal you
I will bring you roses
I too have been covered with thorns
Rumi