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”
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At the very beginning
(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”
Rythmes
Anoucheka Gangabissoon Devrions-nous danser au rythme des ombresAlors qu’elles ne cessent de remplir nos océans,Nos terres et même nos vies ? Devrions-nous vibrer aux rythmes du nouveau mondeAlors que la vérité de notre existence se manifeste parLes maux sociaux, les problèmes de drogue,La perte du respect envers les femmes et les personnes âgéesEt même enversContinue reading “Rythmes”
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”
Flowerily
Jeewan Ramlugun Ineffable you are meant to be; quintessentially sentient beings within their depths discover the power of your beauty, expressing in lyrical , odic lines the ardour of their feelings, while you mutedly nod and seductively sway, your roses expressing love, your camelias in naturalness their unfeigned affections uttering into the spirits, all alive,Continue reading “Flowerily”
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”
Yours only
Dovishka Muskaan Shaib The way leading to you, Was worse than being imaginary, I would still want to remember it, As my only memory, I would want to hold you only, It could be eternity, At any horizon, Real or illusionary, With pleasures or empty, It would not matter really, It could be till infinity,Continue reading “Yours only”
Born Woman
Anoucheka Sweety Gangabissoon Tangled in vines swirling in a typhoon The woman – child dances blindly Ecstatic at everything life promises her: Warmth, comfort, Queen title, Giving her the impression that the world Is a fluffy playground and that the smiles she carries Shall always remain the same But she knows not when and howContinue reading “Born Woman”
Azordi
Dovishka Muskaan Shaib Eski to Konner, eski to realizer, La verite ki devan to lizier, Lizour p kassiet, Sitant li p touffer, La nuit p éloigner, Sitant li pas respirer, Mais kot nous soley, Mais kot nous ban pier, Couper ranzer, Pou fer la monnai, Piocher azordi, demain to pou gagner, Azordi lever ranzer, TouzourContinue reading “Azordi”
Le Morne
Jeewansing Ramlugun You were right here, wistfully it will be recalled, at the crux of history, having been an anxious time back then , now in peace settled, no conscience to rack, the once dire days remembered dignifiedly, from tribulations resiled, an unflashy fishing village succeeding in putting its stamp on the world heritage map;Continue reading “Le Morne”