Your name I’ve painted,
In henna on my palm;
As days and night spent,
Your name is a blessed psalm;
Your name I’ve tattooed,
In ink on my heart too;
Time and tide may pass,
Your name will forever last.
Anita Bacha
Your Name
Category: Soul Poetry
I Promise You
My love, I promise you my ink,
My heart bleeds of words I think,
Of impossible love and pain,
My tears flow incessantly as rain,
Eroded a painting of sea and sand,
Dreams of escape to a green island;
My love, I promise you my ink,
As long as my breath doesn’t sink,
Blood flows in my veins,
A song in my memory remains.
Anita Bacha
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RESTONS À LA MAISON 🏡
Soudainement, sans avertissement,
Notre beau pays, Ile Maurice, est pris d’assaut,
Un ennemi mortel paraît, on n’est sait d’où,
Il s’attaque à nous,
Il est minuscule mais malin,
Il s’appelle Corona, il est là,
Invisible mais invincible,
Il ne choisit pas, voyons,
Noir, blanc, jaune, marron,
Homme, femme, jeune ou vieux,
Riche, pauvre, vaillant, peureux,
Il s’attaque à tous,
Confinement solitaire,
Couvre-feu sanitaire,
À la maison, pour se taire,
Un peuple uni sortira vainqueur.
Anita Bacha
You Are
You walk in my life unaware,
Inviting my pen to play melodies,
Of indescribable beauty on strings,
My fingers throbbing with love;
Don’t walk away unaware,
Breaking the rhythm of my heart beats,
Striking your name on strings,
My fingers blemished in ink;
You are the dancing script,
The humming pen, the amorous words,
You are around me, within me,
You are the poem you whispered in my ear.
Anita Bacha.
Save My Ego
Prattling of raindrops on the roof,
Rivaling beats of drums aloof,
Senseless stares in an empty space,
Trying hard to read your face,
No regret,no remorse,no shame,
For you it was just a game;
Breathless when I say goodbye,
Hiding from you my hurt,my cry,
She has come back, I cannot stay,
Love triangles are doomed anyway;
Babbling of voices in my head,
Competing with singings of the dead,
I hold my heart, I have to let you go,
Broken,I have nothing left save my ego.
Anita Bacha
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The First Leaf 🍁 of the Fall
Behold the first turn of the autumn leaf 🍁
From green ☘️to amber light,
From yellow to rusty veins;
Behold the game of life,
Like the autumn leaf 🍂
We have lived,
Knowing life is a gift 💝 of God,
Gracefully, we detach,
We take our leave,
Make way for new leaves 🍀🌿🍃🍀
Anita Bacha
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The Divine Dance
My sweet beloved
Dance with me
On this melody of love 💕
My sweet beloved,
Your lover dances,
Whirls and swirls,
On heavenly music;
Intoxicated with agony,
Your lover spins,
Twirls and swirls,
Longing for your lips;
My sweet beloved,
Dance with me
On this melody of love,
As I am in you,
You are in me,
You are the essence of the essence.
Anita Bacha
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