Intensely perfumed
Queen of Arabian nights
Silken petals rose
Anita Bacha
Good morning, my dear friends.
Transiting at Dubai on my way home, a heavenly bouquet of damask roses in my hotel room knocked me off my feet. Crazy,I am bringing to you a redolence damask rose.
Anita Bacha
Sleepless freezing night
Feeling under the weather
Warm chamomile tea
Anita Bacha
Good night my dear friends !
Hold the hand of the child that lives in your soul
For this child nothing is impossible
Paulo Coelho
Author of The Alchemist
As a child I was fond of reading books.My papa offered me my first illustrated children’s book in French ‘Toto et Titi’ when I was three. I delved in the pages of my treasured book and I had a dream. I dreamt of my name on the front cover of the book.
I cherished the dream for a long time. Writing a book for children sounded like impossible… a poetry book for adults crossed my mind often. Yet I hold on to the dream of writing a book for all the children in the world.
This dream became true when many many years after, I wrote and published my debut children’s book, The Princess and the Crow.
Many of you may have read that book and many of you are aspiring authors.
Hold the hand of the child that lives in your soul and make the impossible become possible NOW.
Anita Bacha
Thank you for reading my dear friends.
Happy Holidays
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Raindrops and roses
Bouquet of eau de cologne
On a winter day
Anita Bacha
Thank you for your visit, my dear friends.
Happy Saturday
First snow without you
Whiteout burns my eyes
People make me cry
Anita Bacha
#photo credit IIyana Stoyanova #prompt #firstsnow British Haiku Society.
Let me hold your hand
Severe blizzard is blowing
Let me take you home
Anita Bacha
Thank you for your visit my dear friends
Happy Holidays
Golden aurora
Striving against the sunlight
Pompous sunflower
Anita Bacha
A haiku inspired by Goff James’ poem ‘robed in pompous words
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Black crow high in sky
Entreats the arcane cosmos
For a rosy flight
Anita Bacha
Photo source my own clicked at Panaji ,Dona Paula,Goa.
Thank you for traveling with me,my dear friends.
Frozen rose garden
Silent miles of snow whitens
Days without evenings
Anita Bacha
Decades ago, a young woman arrived in England to pursue academic and professional studies. She came from a tropical island in the Indian Ocean where the sun shines all through the two tropical seasons, summer and winter.
A white cotton ball fell on the tip of her nose ,one December morning while she hurried to Earl’s Court tube station on her way to Lincoln’s Inn at Chancery Lane.
That first ball was followed by uncontrollable number of snow flakes. She cried with joy!That young woman was me.
It was the first time I saw snow in my life!
Now I enjoy writing about snow and winter.
I hope you enjoy my winter haiku, my dear friends.
Happy Holidays!
Anita Bacha
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.
Anita Bacha 
