I fly free with the butterflies,
In the midday sun,
Leaving behind the darkness,
Of the night;
Words are my wings,
Poetry liberates my soul,
From the world’s shackles and lies.
Anita Bacha
Photo credit:Raj Swami
Tag: Photography
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
Illustrative/Photography/Anita Bacha/Frankfurt/Germany
Speck of Pink
Your lips have not touched mine,
Your searing eyes mime,
What your heart cannot hold;
Should I seal with a kiss 😘
Receive your love or dismiss,
What my heart ❤️ cannot hold.
Anita Bacha
Photo credit: Ocean Vibrations
Sopping Flower 🌺
You open to me in the heat of the sun,
Your purple color runs in my veins,
Your beauty is a divine perfume,
My life is imbued with your quintessence;
Once you teach me how to dance,
We twirl and we swirl in the wind,
A joyous song in our heart,
Heedless of the hammering rain;
Secretly in the chill of dusk,
You fold your dying petals,
Enclosing me in the depth of your soul.
Anita Bacha
Photo credit: Raj Swami
Altar Flowers
Yesterday’s close tight buds,
This morning ravishing full blooms,
Picked delicately from my garden,
Laid devoutly at your altar,
Shine their light like a hundred diyas,
A string of silent words,
An unwritten poem to my beloved.
Anita Bacha
Photo credit:Raj Swami/Rajasthan/India
Your Voice
Your voice is an eternal song,
Your voice lulls me to sleep,
Your voice calls me to dream,
Your voice brings tears to my eyes,
Your voice makes me smile,
Your voice seduces my mind,
Your voice unleashes my needs,
Your voice arouses my passion,
Your voice fills up my senses,
Your voice touches my soul,
Your voice is all I heed.
Anita Bacha
Photo credit:Raj Swami//Rajasthan /Parlika
Without You
Without you,
I am sad,
Feeling bad,
I am missing you;
Wooing long distance relationship,
Missing your hug and your kiss;
You are the blush on my lips,
You are the scent on my clothes,
You are my favorite rose 🌹
Without you,
I still love you 😍
Anita Bacha
Illustration/Photography/Anita Bacha/Hibiscus Hotel/Mauritius
