Les vents du Nord M’ont transmis un regard plein d’amour Ils m’invitent à m’échapper, Jusqu’à leur cour de jeu
Les vents du Nord M’invitent à respirer la vie Comme elle se tisse dans l’histoire de mon île Oh quelle aventure Quel réconfort qu’est de Percevoir les ombres des ancêtres qui ébouriffent mes cheveux
Les vents du Nord Embellissent mon île Les vergers verdoyants dansent au rythme de leur mouvement Me rappelant que l’horloge tourne Et que la beauté de l’île se doit d’être reconnue par mes yeux de mortel
Ah! Vents du Nord Ah! Vents du Nord Mes rêves ne seront jamais assez profonds Pour me permettre d’entrevoir votre héritage ancestral Les océans ne seront jamais assez vastes pour contenir Le trésor que vous détenez Mais Mes souvenirs seront parfumés de vos senteurs Aussi longtemps que me le permettra la vie
Mon île n’est-elle pas majestueuse ? Au Nord, les vents tissent la magie Tandis qu’au Sud, les océans nous transforment de leur vue
Don’t tell me how much you love me. Ain’t no sweet, but a poison of the same sky.
Don’t tell me what you want. Ain’t your love true, but a fake smile
Falling out of love Like a love failing to hold back. Amidst the rain, under the same sky.
Here comes another cloud of denial. Love in all shades
No fear of love Tell me what the shade of your heart is. So I ain’t going back to that fateful day.
My heart ain’t holding the rains. I saw your nuances.
A shade of love The sky is gray when the sun hides. The wind whispers secrets; a heart of pride.
An essence draped in pristine white. Falling out of love, a heart so bent
A blossoming love! The heart knows its way to the shades of love. Like a falling leaf I shall meet the sweet breeze.
Reena D Luckputtya-Aulleear ,an Educator by profession,has so far invested nearly 21 years of her life, in bringing the best out of humans. She still has a long way to go. At tertiary level, she studied both English and Fine Arts as she has always been a firm believer of listening to the voice of her heart.
Having accredited the 3rd Rank at National Level in Art & Design in 2002, she bestows much significance to how art teaches us to look beyond the eyes. She is an active artist and expresses her skills through abstract art .
In 2016, life thrust at her bitterness in the form of Breast Cancer. She embraced it with a positive frame of mind and made it a beautiful history ahead. She used her Cancer as a way to stand up, not only for herself but for others.She, in fact, used this emotional storm to make her fierce. In 2019, she ranked 3rd in an international writing competition and also co-authored in 4 anthologies ( 3 in India and 1 in Mauritius ). She has participated in a Poetry Reading Session in 2023 (poetry Mic of her own texts) at Open University oF Mauritius under the aegis of Ministry Of Arts and Cultural Heritage and President’s Fund Creative Writing and many other events. And she also participated in Hightea Poetry recital organised by Sahana Jafar. She, as well, participated in Woman In Tech Mauritius where her words were engraved on trophies. Reena is grateful and honoured to be Nominated as Emerging Influential Women Of the Year 2020 and Woman Super Achiever 2021.
I’m so Thankful to my Inner voice for always boosting me up to create magical artworks be it poetries,quotes,thoughts and paintings of any techniques and medium . All forms of art is a beauty in itself and what matters most for me is being able to create wonders that shall stay forever.
“Being passionate about what I do as an artist attracts more Abundance “
It was our destiny to meet. “I travelled a long way,” I murmured. I know these memories will stay sweet.
I saw little shining stars ready to fly high. In their eyes, I saw such a bright twinkle. A ray of hope that touched the sky.
They all had a small slate. “I’ll assist you all in filling them,” I murmured. A canvas of new beginnings colouring their fate.
And so, this encounter marked the start of beautiful tales. Fluttering of wings is so magical. My heart is filled with joy, leaving no one frail.
As we embraced ,our paths intertwined at last. “Would you all remember me?” I murmured. A treasure they had once asked .
An invisible bond is binding us all today and ever. As I carry my slate filled with the colours of love, I know these memories will last forever.
“It was a long journey,” I murmured A glimmer of hope appeared in the sky, like a sweet symphony!
Reena D Luckputtya-Aulleear ,an Educator by profession,has so far invested nearly 21 years of her life, in bringing the best out of humans. She still has a long way to go. At tertiary level, she studied both English and Fine Arts as she has always been a firm believer of listening to the voice of her heart.
Having accredited the 3rd Rank at National Level in Art & Design in 2002, she bestows much significance to how art teaches us to look beyond the eyes. She is an active artist and expresses her skills through abstract art.
In 2016, life thrust at her bitterness in the form of Breast Cancer. She embraced it with a positive frame of mind and made it a beautiful history ahead. She used her Cancer as a way to stand up, not only for herself but for others. She, in fact, used this emotional storm to make her fierce. In 2019, she ranked 3rd in an international writing competition and also co-authored in 4 anthologies (3 in India and 1 in Mauritius). She has participated in a Poetry Reading Session in 2023 (poetry Mic of her own texts) at Open University oF Mauritius under the aegis of Ministry Of Arts and Cultural Heritage and President’s Fund Creative Writing and many other events. And she also participated in Hightea Poetry recital organised by Sahana Jafar. She, as well, participated in Woman In Tech Mauritius where her words were engraved on trophies. Reena is grateful and honoured to be Nominated as Emerging Influential Women Of the Year 2020 and Woman Super Achiever 2021.
I’m so Thankful to my Inner voice for always boosting me up to create magical artworks be it poetries,quotes,thoughts and paintings of any techniques and medium . All forms of art is a beauty in itself and what matters most for me is being able to create wonders that shall stay forever.
“Being passionate about what I do as an artist attracts more Abundance “
Du haut de cette colline Qui se trouve dans les faubourgs de ma ville natale Je pouvais voir Étalé et tassé devant moi, l’océan, Toujours aussi calme Toujours aussi bleu !
Une vue, Qui me donne envie de le traverser Pour voir ce qu’il y a de l’autre côté !
J’ai entendu des gens parler De la liberté, De la maladie, De la paix et de la guerre, De la famine et de l’inanition, De la créativité et du talent, De la corruption et de l’exploitation Et tout cela m’a fait frissonner !
Traverser l’océan n’est certainement pas une sinécure Mais sa vue Apaisante Peint en moi, Une toile, Faite d’été, Avec des journées passées à faire l’amour, Et des corps qui brillent Sur le sable doré Alors que les vagues calmes de l’océan Tournent et roulent paresseusement !
Anoucheka is a primary school educator in Mauritius. She writes poetry and short stories as hobby.
Agron Shele (Albania – Belgium) Email: atunisgalaktika@gmail.com Web page: https://atunispoetry.com/ Nr telef: 0032 498 736371
This time , When you hear the rain that falls over the bare trees from a bronze sky And the rows of ravens all yellow You ask yourself Why only a tree stands tall ? In an empty park , lonely rotting day by day Why do you care ? Maybe because that reminds you the time that has passed And you feel more older than ever Like a lonely bird abandoned when the winter comes Surviving is the only chance
This time , When your thoughts are lost And your face shows nothing more than sadness In pale colours remained tattoo over your filthy skin That is when you feel the touch of the last season That is what reminds you of the long starry nights All of this turns your spirit blue
….when the time passes You can only see a rainbow that stares over an old church Acrylic glass You can only hear the whispers of monks as they go But you can’t hear the bell What does that mean ? You feel like an old abused statue with crossed arms You wait for your sins to be forgiven If only it was that easy But no , your demons consume your soul every day Your disgusting devious eyes only stare at one thing The only The innocent saint Magdalene
Agron Shele was born in October 7th, 1972, in the Village of Leskaj, city of Permet, Albania. Is the author of the following literary works: “The Steps of Clara” (Novel), “Beyond a grey curtain” (Novel), “Wrong Image” (novel), “Innocent Passage” (poetry), White stones (poetry) RIME SPARSE-Il suono di due voci poetiche del Mediterraneo (Poesie di Agron Shele e Claudia Piccinno), La mia Musa (“Libri di-versi in diversi libri” – Italy, 2020); Murmure d’un autre monde (poetry), Klisania, Queen of the lake (Short story) and “Ese-I and Ese-II)”. Agron Shele is also the coordinator of International Anthologies: “Open Lane-1”, “Pegasiada, Open Lane-2, ATUNIS magazine (Nr 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 )” and Atunis Galaxy Anthology 2018, 2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023. He is the winner of some international literary prizes. Is a member of the Albanian Association of Writers, member of the World Writers Association, in Ohio, United States, Poetas del Mundo, WPS, Unione world Poetry and the President of the International Poetical Galaxy “Atunis”. He is published in many newspapers, national and international magazines, as well as published in many global anthologies: Almanac 2008, 2017; World Poetry Yearbook 2009, 2013, 2015, The Second Genesis-2013, Kibatek 2015-Italy, Metafora (Poland), Keleno-Greece, etc. Currently resides in Belgium and continues to dedicate his time and efforts in publishing literary works with universal values.
She’s the ocean. The solemn sea, which is one along the infinite skies, spreads her words along the shoreline of sand.
You will never know what she hides behind her sultry eyes by gliding the surface and the dry land. Her watery soul runs forthwith in silence and in her fathomless womb.
Oh! How calmness dwells in her rivulets, covering us with her soft tapestry and lulling us to sleep. She’s the river that breaks away the mightiest of hills and rocks, destroying myths and hypes through her intellect alone.
She’s the ocean. Her coral cathedrals give pause to the brave. Entities reside within her vessels, eager to dive into the unfathomed youths. The ocean is an effigy of beautiful patchwork, from which she gives rise to sweet pearls and immutable truths. Shining splendidly where on earth she carved heavenly lustre.
The ocean is a walking female on both waning and waxing waves, wrapped in melodious symphonies of the breeze between haven and shore. Gently, she wipes away our deluge of tears.
In her fevers, she rages in tranquillity, but in her negligence, she ravages without her sanity from where sunlight can reach no more.
She’s the majesty of the earth; she tosses to turn and rises to fall with her undulating and ubiquitous hips. Deep in her depths, the waves ripple and cleanse our bruises delicately.
The ocean is a woman. The one whom I pulled during stormy days. She’s you, she’s me, and she’s us.
Born in 2003, Modhyni Aayushi Doorgasing, a young poet always had the sincere endeavour to write her own book since her very tender age. Her odes have been published several times in the local newspapers.
Cover: The cover shows our beautiful island amidst the Turquoise ocean and Azure sky depicting the famous underwater waterfall.
The book welcomes you with celebrated quotes on Mauritius by Mark Twain and Nelson Mandela.
The beauty of this compilation lies in the fact that it brought together Mauritian and international writers alike to sing odes to our beautiful island. The opening poem is titled ‘Islander’s vibe’ which is my own piece depicting Mauritius from A to Z , starting with a portrayal of its nature and ending with a zen sega vibe. Next we come across a piece by an author who wishes ‘to leaves print of my foot in Mauritius. The title poem ‘ Mauritius caught in a dream’ by the editor herself greets you few pages after with her prose on the beautiful scenery of Mauritius, the credit of which she devotes to the Almighty.
Locals describes the Mauritius of their childhood, how they had fun and frolic amidst the nature of our little island. Others have sung praises of the unsung heroes and sacrifices entailed to get our independence. The poems reflect the diversity, culture and even the music of the island as we see in ‘Jalsa- a reflection.’
While foreigners describe how our island is their recluse and unwinding nest and even the ‘African Paradise’. The diverse poem rings with the experiences of those who have visited Mauritius and you get whiffs of a anticipation from those who wish to come here.
Each poem paints Mauritius in different strokes, the end results being a beautiful mosaic of Mauritianism. The book is a must-have from patriots and foreigner wishing to visit our island alike.
Leena Auckel Chakoury is presently working as a Medical Doctor. Her poems have been published in various International online magazines like – Spillwords, ActiveMuse and Inkdew Times. Her poems and short-stories have received numerous accolades and winning certificates across various online Poetry platforms. She shares her motivational quotes and poetry via her Facebook page – Sun-kissed Ink. This year she has realized her dream of being a published author by publishing her collection of poems “ Of Bridges and Whispers” in November.
Awards:
· She was awarded Emerging Influential Woman in the field of Arts and Culture for the Women of The Year 2021 Awards.
· She has been recently conveyed the title Remarkable Icon of the Year 2022 by the APDH Foundation and National Human Rights and Humanitarian Federation.
· She was awarded Woman of Excellence Award for the year 2023
Poetic Delicacies from Mauritius 