L’amour est si fort, queRésister à ses vibrationsEst comme partir en guerre sansAucune arme L’amour est si puissantRésister à l’attraction de ses vents vigoureuxC’est comme se laisser noyerDans un tsunami, au lieu de s’enfuir sur une falaisePour admirer la beauté de ces énormes vaguesQui s’écrasent sur des rivages habituellement calmes Alors, comment faire pour résisterContinue reading “Comment y résister ?”
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Never Mine…
by Aneeza Soobadar 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 littleContinue reading “Never Mine…”
Succumbency
I sought the sparkles of butterfliesAnd received more than my eyes could handle I sought the sounds of crashing wavesAnd nearly drowned in the din that was offered to me I sought the magic of firefliesAnd was made to experience the beauty of mysticism I sought the thrills of loveAnd received a muse to singContinue reading “Succumbency”
Ode to Poets
by Anoucheka Gangabissoon Poets thrive by being candles of lightThey burn only for the pleasureOf those who need their comfort and their warmthPoets thrive to such an extent thatExisting without themSeems to be as void as an empty echo! Poets thrive by being gardenersCaring solely to plant flowersFor the sake of rejoicing the gaze ofContinue reading “Ode to Poets”
ILLUSIONS OR PREMONITIONS
by Dovishka Muskaan Shaib In this new era that we call evolution, Ruled by desires and temptations, Where greed is more than needs, Illusion is seen to be remedy, Pretending is being priority, And dishonesty is personality, Sharing and caring was meant to be preached, But what happened, Sharing and caring are now acts toContinue reading “ILLUSIONS OR PREMONITIONS”
Le parfum des fleurs fraîches
Anoucheka Gangabissoon Les jours qui passent à osciller entre des rêvesDes histoires qui se jouent dans l’attente de l’amourMon cœur bat la chamadeLa promesse de l’autre monde se fait sentir Armés d’amour, les étoiles scintillent en plein jourTandis que les papillons se créent des empires dans mon cœurLes tambours sonnent aux rythmes du chamanismeEt moi,Continue reading “Le parfum des fleurs fraîches”
4 PAWS
by Dovishka Muskaan Shaib To my little friend,With those four tiny paws,Who win hearts in only one go,You healed my wounds,As if they were yours,You adored me the most,Despite all my flaws,You made me yours,Without desiring to know more,You were my biggest support,When times felt like shadows,You are the most beautiful present that a deityContinue reading “4 PAWS”
Les airs tristes
by Anoucheka Gangabissoon Ces airs de violon tristes jouent pour moi, du plus profond de mon cœurLe moment où l’amour m’a déçuLe moment où je suis devenue un jouet, le moment où je suis devenue une poupée maladePour être utilisée à volonté et jetée sans autre forme de procès. Ces tristes airs de violon fontContinue reading “Les airs tristes”
FORTITUDE, PATIENCE and ENDURANCE
Cast away your chainsAttract the rays of sunshine.Yester years obliterate,Invite patience and simply bask in your refreshed spirit. Never lose that sparkle in your eyesBe resilient, work hard, strive hard towardsYour mindset, heartset, soulset,In brief overall healthset. Trust your instinct, invite positivity,And not victimhood in your life,Invite your greatness,Say you can, you can. Let enduranceContinue reading “FORTITUDE, PATIENCE and ENDURANCE”
Home
by Anoucheka Gangabissoon Home is in love’s armsIn his eyes, in his passion,In his thoughts,In the words that he enouncesIn the feelings that he carriesIn his human needs,His pain, his suffering,His need for warmth when it gets coldOn long winter days and nights Home is in love’s musicThat which is stuck in his head forContinue reading “Home”
