Tag: Creative writing

My birth mother and my adoptive mother

My Birth Mother and My Adoptive Mother.

Her shiny brown eyes like ripe tamarind pulp,

Her olive color skin, her long flowing black hair,

Her cute oval face and sweet, crying voice,

Her fragrance, vetiver interlaced with wild musk,

Tore my heart apart as I let go of her linen camisole;

She is my mother!

Locked in her arms, I snuggle, forgetful of the world,

Throwing my legs and arms in gleeful abandon,

I yawn,

Languidly I open my eyes,

Her loving, sky blue gaze,

Her porcelain white skin glowing in the sun light,

Her golden curls dancing around her pretty face,

Her perfume, carnation interlaced with red rose,

Fill my heart as I bury my head in her silken stole,

She is my mother!

Mother is the one who renounced me,

Mother is the one who found me,

Mother Is

Mother always will be

Anita Bacha

I am sharing this poem that I wrote a decade ago when I was Head of the Central Authority for Inter-country Adoption , set up by The Hague Conference , in Mauritius. Strange are the ways of God, I found.Not every bud becomes a flower; not every daughter becomes a mother.Anita Bacha.

Illustrative photography: 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

New Year Resolutions

Fabulous start of the week, dear followers,friends and readers 🥰
My resolutions for 2020 are to remain faithful and loyal to you;
To focus on my poetry and writing career;
To give the best of myself to the world .
I need your support which you can give me by reading my books, my posts and my write ups.
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Most of all, give me Love 💗

Anita

I am Beauty

I open to the Rose,
And find myself,
Deep within perfumed folds of pink,
Drunk with beauty!
I open to the song of the bird,
To hear the music of my soul,
Singing free!
I open to the sky,
And find myself floating,
Soft and loving as a cloud!
I open to beauty and I open to myself,
I embrace beauty and know it as myself,
I let it in,
And let it shine.
-Anita Bacha-

The Other Side of Paradise

God only knows,
I saw your smile in the crescent of the moon,
I saw your tears sashaying the window screen,
Or was it raining on a full moon night,
God only knows,
I am madly in love with the idea of you,
The scent of henna on my beloved’s hand,
Breathes the perfume of rose in the desert sand,
God only knows,
How far the traveler has run around the globe,
I saw your footprints in a puddle of water,
I saw your fingers running in my tangled hair,
Or was it the rustling of the mimosa leaves
God only knows.
Anita Bacha

Photo credit: Anita Bacha

Smitten

O Man! Your heart is frozen,

As the highest peak capped with snow;

At your sight, I became smitten,

Your heart I cannot melt, I know;

My face covered with snow dust,

I shout your name in love and in lust ;

Cold and fixed,you are emotionless,

O Man! You are heartless!

Anita Bacha

Picture credit Facebook

BLUE GRASS – A Poem by Anita Bacha

A well kept secret is this flower
That did not bloom in the blue grass

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.

The Faery Tales- Book Review

Author: Lucy Ela Walmsey

Book Title: The Faery Tales

Genre: Juvenile Fiction

I was delighted when Lucy Ela Walmsey invited me to write a review of her children’s book ‘The Faery Tales ‘.

I ordered a Paperback copy on Prime Amazon on 23 June and it was delivered to me the next day, 24 June. Immediately, I started to delve in the pages of this marvelous book,full of colors and magic.

The story tells of the adventure of four friends Willow,Aria,Ember and Delta,set on a magical land, Glen Acre. The four friends are good faerys, who respect and love Nature.

As we travel with our mind’s eye in Glen Acre, we come across bumblebees flying gleefully with the friends riding on their backs, while frogs are singing and bugs are dancing.

Alas, some faerys are bad. They arrive on the scene to spoil the fun of the good faerys and the bumblebees.

However this story has a happy ending. It’s the victory of good over evil, as beautifully written by Lucy.

The message to children that they should respect Nature is a laudable one.

Last but not least, the illustrations by Elie Usher add their weight of gold to this lovely book. For those little ones who cannot read, it is a book packed with amazing pictures that will fly their imagination to fairyland while listening to a parent or a teacher reading to them.

I recommend this book to all lovers of children’s books.

Anita Bacha

Author of ‘The Princess and the Crow ‘.

http://anitabacha.ampbk.com/

A Flower in My Hair

Today I wear a fresh flower in my hair,

My sweet sweetheart is here,

For the city, he left me asunder,

How I lived without him, I wonder;

Red florets I wore on our wedding night,

The gems he put in my hair under the moonlight,

Are the pressed blooms under my pillow,

How I slept without him, do you know?

Anita Bacha

Photo credit: Rajesh Swami

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