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.
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 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-
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
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I am a Capricorn;
I believe in hard work, achievement and success;I am idealistic, dynamic and go getting;I am ambitious and I know how to take my dreams further;For me ‘nothing succeeds like success ‘and ‘nothing venture, nothing gain’
In life and in love, I always go for the best;
I am loving and compassionate;I adore and cherish children; I love and respect my elders and old folks.
I love my friends and I will do anything to make them happy;
I firmly advocate for ‘only when I love myself, I am able to truly love others’;
I stand for liberty, peace and justice;
I claim loudly that only love makes the world go round;
The list of intrinsic worth is quite extensive so the arduous rock climber will pause here;
Defects I have a few but, too few to mention.
Happy Birthday to All Capricorns!Anita Bacha
If you have never looked deep inside the eyes of a child, do it now! There is much more than you can imagine… 🌞
GREEN BERYLS
Two drops run down her cheeks;
In the space of one breath,
I caught the pearls,
Rolled them between my thumb
and index finger,
Smell them,
Guess their taste of honey melon,
“Why do they taste so sweet?”
“Don’t Know!”she replied peevishly.
“Your eyes are so beautiful.”
“I know “she said, wiping her tears.
“What’s the colour of your eyes?” looking deep inside her eyes,
“Saxon green!”
“Yes, indeed
and, I see the brilliance of the sun.”
“There are clouds too”she said
“Clouds make the rain,
then fall as tears!”
Anita Bacha
Take me with you,
To a land where white flowers
Bloom in the night,
Where moths freely die in the light,
As I bloom and I die in your favors;
Take me with you,
Keep me close to you,
As the scent of white flowers
Invigorate the breath of lovers,
And I write with the ink of your eyes,
These petals of poetry,
Chaste as white flowers in the night.
Anita Bacha.
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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
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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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But words are things,
And a small drop of ink,
Falling like dew,
Upon a thought,
Produces that which makes,
Thousands ,perhaps millions,think.
Lord Byron
My poetry book INK Echo of life and love (2019) was publicly released, launched and unveiled on 10 April 2019 at the Hennessy Park Hotel in Mauritius.
INK is my second poetry book. It’s a fusion of classic and modern poems of all genres.
Ink is associated from time immemorial with the art of writing and calligraphy.
Words when spoken are ephemeral; words when written are eternal.
My work is divided in three parts.
The first part Power of Love consists of love poems that conveys to the reader the adage ‘at the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.’ Irrespective of age,gender,color of skin, everybody falls in love.
Power of Words, the second part, is the expression of deep rooted feelings,emotions and sentiments in writing.
In the third part, Power of Delusion,the reader will find poems about impossible love,infatuation,deception,disloyalty and break ups.
My poems are daring, straightforward and thought provoking. I couldn’t write them if I were not sincere, if I did not believe in myself and in you!
I wrote them for poetry lovers and for you, my dear reader.
Anita Bacha
