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Dovishka Muskaan Shaib Smile in your eyes but pain in mine, How could you do this crime, Tears grieving cries, Heart, voice and eyes, Seeking light and rights, How could you do this crime, Yesterday’s smile, Impaired a piece of my life, I miss how, I used to call my mother, Because you were unkind,Continue reading “Harassed”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Feet on landHeart in cloudsHead lost in memories I play tunes of regrets on my saxophoneAnd the nectar of love remains a craving Pleas sent to the skies for an immortal existenceLaden with the warm gaze of my museAs he shall play for me, songs meant to wake me upFrom the slumber thatContinue reading “White Rose”

Anoucheka Sweety Gangabissoon Une chanson perdue dans ma tête,Une vie égarée dans des souvenirs brumeux,Une pensée,Un sourire caché,Un secret…L’amour, perdu mais promisPour la prochaine vie ! Succomber à l’amour,Un dieu, une image gravée dans mon cœur,Un million de papillons en vol…Aujourd’hui, je me sens comme hier,Quand nos visages ont rougiEt que nos yeux parlaient enContinue reading “Succomber à toi”

Aneeza Soobadaar Sometimes I pray for that little boy that was never mineI smiled at him as he tugged at my long Indian skirtIn a desperate attempt to attract my attention, his arms glistening with slimeAs he begged for a few coins, his shivering body oblivious of all hurt I pray for that little boyContinue reading “Never Mine…”

©Pushmaotee SubrunMauritius Certainly, faith and trust are what hold usIn this maze of life, so dark and circuitous.As human beings we often pass through tamasic phaseWhen our minds are as good as in hazeAdded to uncertainty, with hearts painful,Words or behaviour of our closest ones so hurtful.We desperately need the tonic of faith, healing,Comforting, assuranceContinue reading “Faith and Trust”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon The slope is tiringI have been diligently strugglingThe top of the mountain is called blissMy eyes scotched to itI keep trying to reach its peaceYet, I could not anticipate myselfBreaking into pieces, tearing myself upFrom the depths of my heartWanting to keep focused on the summitYet, wanting to be touched by the magicalContinue reading “Implosion”

Pushmaotee Subrun I just realised I am growing old, While writing on the topic GROWING OLD, Now, now, it struck me, believe me! So far still cheerful, bless me, More confident than ever on my inner beauty, With ability and gratitude to see beauty, To gaze lovingly on the crimson colours, Be it sunset orContinue reading “Growing old”

Anoucheka Gangabissoon Tender eyes gaze at me mischievouslyCatching my breath as the sight of storms doSwirling me in a private symphony:A secret world made of roses, so blue Love not consumed but growing in large bloomIs sure to be carried to the next lifeLove such as this never do bring in gloomFor adorned it isContinue reading “Romance”

Dovishka Muskaan Shaib Un miroir qui s’installe, Au bout de mon âme, Son reflet très pale, Je réclame, Est-ce vraiment mon âme, Pourquoi si pale, Mon âme qui aime, Mon âme qui aide, Mon âme qui parle, Pourquoi si pale, Une larme de dieu, Venant des cieux, Un message qui chante, « Un reflet siContinue reading “Un reflet de mon âme”

Dovishka Muskaan Shaib I might have won at this play, I might have won at this game, But at what stake, I still wonder, If you remember, That name you once wished, Along with your name If you say, That name you once desired, Along with your name I knew it would no longer last,Continue reading “Name”