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by Jeewan Ramlugun Written on 7th July 2017 The true name or appellation has mattered not a whit; thus known, it has semantically conveyed to the mind the playfulness and pert prancing of the blue green waters, even onomatopoeically sounding right. As it happened to be , its origination could have been Old Dutch forContinue reading “Flic-en-Flac”

By Pushmaotee Subrun My poetry, my ruminations, philosophical,Spiritual, celestial,Uplifting, bringing highest happiness,Realisation, closenessBliss intenseTo self, lifting the veil to reveal beauty,Sheer unadulterated beauty,Beauty in wild, vegetation scenic,Beauty in wild colourful flowers, panoramic,Loved by butterflies or bees,Hills, veld, and valleys,Entirely transporting, with leaps of joy in the breeze,These emotions ‘recollected in tranquillity’,W. Wordsworth would say contentedly.Continue reading “I write because”

by Parameshwaree Munisamy-Odoye Brownish and worn out,The paper could only bear the ink of my handwriting.Like a mere background it bore the story of my life that faded out.The history of the paper and my story reminded me of some kind of songwritingWhere similes and similarities seemed singing a song…Was it one of a mockingbirdContinue reading “Ode to an Old Poem”

by Jeewan Ramlugun In full celestial glory scintillating island moon beams and gleams the diadem in the sea given its magical sheen; there is stopping to stare skywards and admire the selenic splendour in spiritedness, energy from a cosmic source emanating, even a dog in delight heard barking. 26 December 2023. Jeewan Ramlugun BSc. MSc.Continue reading “Island Moon”

by Sweety Anoucheka Gangabissoon It has taken me a long time toGrasp that fruits and flowers bloom in total silenceIt has taken me a long time toRealise that hearts reach out for each other in that same silenceAnd thatIf the mouth is opened to make of these spoken of,The magic shreds itself awayAs easily asContinue reading “The Golden Silence”

by Raajeev Auchambit Leave my pen, man,again, I must writeas my inner dripping pancraves more than just sunlight. Alright, alright, I confess, I’m not wielding a pen,but indeed writing, I’m writing, my friend,before life’s red lightdims me in twilight’s gentle half-light. Don’t just bite at these words,soar with them, like unsung birdsflying in a worldContinue reading “Why not?”

by Nyok Maker Mareng Mauritius has diverse religionsAll who live together with great visionsTheirs is a life emblem so tenaciousBecause a country it is, always culturally gracious Mauritius is great in its adventureIt’s a land to tour without pressurePeople travel miles for its pleasureJust to explore it beautiful cultures Mauritius is adorned by its tourismItContinue reading “SCENIC HUB OF CONSOLATION”

by Jeewan Ramlugun Written on August 2019 I see clean shiny floors on corridors that turn into every direction. I see and hear shuffling, firm long sturdy, steady strides, lots of things to be done. I observe the conveying of the helpless ailing, by providence overseen hopefully. It is clinical, thankfully not cold, smiles andContinue reading “Comfort in Discomfort”

by Sandrani Kichenama Even if it drowns,It will never stop shining.As I long as I breathe, I’ll adorn it as my crownThe gold dust of my dreamsThat I hold strongly in my fist,It may slips but never fadeThat’s the power of my imaginations. Call me imaginist,I live for my vivid imaginationsCall me mythopoeticMy poems breatheContinue reading “Power of Imaginations, Sealed In an InkBox”

by Anitah Aujayeb My PropertyNor a golden studded palaceneither an air-conditioned cosy roomNot a long black dress with pearlsnot a jaguar which glitters blackI need but pen and paperwith ink enough to last for eternityYou may build castlesYou can open ‘sesame’ doorskeep the gold, keep the gemsspill your joys, drown your desiresleave but some coinsContinue reading “What Do I need?”