The blind man

Anoucheka Gangabissoon The blind man held out his handsHoping to receive some almsFrom those blessed with good healthPassers by walked fastTheir destination being the objectiveCaring not to notice the blind man standing therePalms open and begging for anythingThat would help him fill up his stomach! Blinded man, scary plight, sorrowful statureBlessed people, scary plight asContinue reading “The blind man”

Blessed Southern Isle

Jeewan Ramlugun All the wizardry of words all the lyrical pyrotechnics or poetical exploits could hardly suffice to depict or describe the sunset you have witnessed and that your heart had moved, the waves rolling ,crest over crest, crescendoing upon sheer cliff rocks then falling away as if in tears, exhilaration ending in anticlimax, thoughContinue reading “Blessed Southern Isle”

On this night

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Cold windsVoid whispersSilence in the shadows A world relying on forgivenessHatred brings sufferingSeparation comes without being heededAnd our paths are to be walked, alone Cold windsUnageing sceneriesEmpty handsFlames which burn for eternity Moods swellComfort in the goddessTemporary worldThe stars hide and laugh at us Cold windsCold hearts as wellWords forced backLet’s plunge inContinue reading “On this night”