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Anoucheka Gangabissoon A hesitant smile paints itself upon my faceThe night, from my window,Seemed so scary whilst being so warm at the same time! Looking at it, shadowy, silent, dark, weighing downWaves surge up in my inner selfProbing me to question my choicesTo wonder at the futureAnd to shudder at the idea thatI may beContinue reading “In the silent night”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Has the clock moved so fastThat the sceneries of my countryNo longer resemble the teachings imparted to meThereby laying emphasis on the need for respectFor one and all? Stepping out of the house used to be floweryAs the streets were laden with brothers and sistersHaving smiles carved out on their facesSo much thatContinue reading “Motherland Bliss”

Pushmaotee Subrun Since girlhood, triumph over triumph,Petty victories over siblings kept me afloat with oomph.Came schooling, with much success,Making me cherish my cargo of happiness. I tried with might and main, my joys to harness,Strongly to tether the triumphant moments,Deeply in the inner core of my existence.Seen it tempest tossed a hundred times,Shaken, challenged, bruised,Mocked,Continue reading “Triumph”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Swivelling humans carrying on their shouldersDebtsOwe money to banks,To credit organisations,To their relativesOwing so much, yet, unableTo walk on, free and carefreeAs this world is made so;It is itself enslaved to a routineThat binds it to rotate upon itselfAnd hence, humans dance alongTo its tunes,Believing themselves to be happyWhilst being chained! Swivelling humans,Continue reading “Indebted”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Notre monde est maladeAlors que j’observe le tumulte de ma fenêtre,Je me sens comme un nuage sombre,Maussade et déprimée,Prête à faire le saut versLes vignes de raisins rouges,Où je prendrai le tempsD’en savourer la douceur,Afin d’oublier ce qui meurtrit mon cœur. Notre monde est maladeEt seules les chansons d’amour peuvent apaiser ma mélancolie.ÊtreContinue reading “La mélancolie”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Ma boule de cristal est vivanteSe sentant délaisséeElle a pénétré mon jardin secretEn poussant dans mon journal intimeDes souvenirs,Si sombres et déprimantsQue je me suis réveillée avant que les lumières de l’aubeNe fassent scintiller mes fleurs et mes fruits avec les gouttes de rosée ! Je l’ai donc cherchéEt après des heures, jeContinue reading “Ma boule de cristal”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Muse turned into romanceStars twinkling into new beginningsLife, singing a song of its ownDancing into existenceAnd I, pen in hand,Feel like a wilting flowerReady to be uprooted, just so,To make way for fresher ones! Muse, so silent, so absentYet, filling up every empty spaceThat fills up the destiny that has beenWritten to beContinue reading “Eternal Bond”

Jeewan Ramlugun The wider world’s noises all the clamouring dins get silenced behind their shores; over here raucousness reigns a while, the escape to serenity not taking long, regaining the perfect tranquillity of a time newly sprung, from the freshness of a dawn and the sight of a darting fawn through the swirling sunny mistContinue reading “Hush soon”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Le regret joue sa mélodie dans mon cœurLa vie, que je croyais jadis monotone,A montré ses couleursComme étant une tricheuse,M’ayant trompée sur tous les plans. L’amour s’est matérialisé, avant de se perdre,L’amour, pour lequel mon encre s’est épuisée,Brûlant les pages en flammes,Inondant mes oreillers de larmes,Détruisant mon sanctuaire,Et déchaînant sa tempête sur moi.Continue reading “Le Regret”

(Poetic memories of Mauritius) Jeewansing Ramlugun Fallen head over heels in love with nature at the tenderest of times of life , was of another order, the purest of emotions sensed, without perplexities, with devotion unquestioned, joys altogether unalloyed felt whilst sojourning and raptly surveying head-turning tapestries of lushness and luxuriance, all still adhering inContinue reading “At the very beginning”