Routine of Nights
In centuries of darkness
drowns, drowns the silence;
Moon, the heart
and Stars, the eyes
sing, sing the duet of nuances
dazzled by the known and the unknown.
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Who’s that?
No colour,
No shape,
Invisible
but energetic omnipresence;
Poetry reflects –
Muse or God!
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Where I Come from
My island – a dot on a map
sways the greyish storms
and the struggles of History,
then, settles amidst the bluish sea-poise
of Victory,
Just breathe it!
Just dive in!
Just live it!
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Prayer for the Ex-lover
May you burry the clichés:
It wasn’t meant to be
Let it go
That’s Fate!
May you be reborn, enlightened
with a heart all-new
May you rise deeper within the wisdom of Patience
May true love unlock your soul!
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Don’t Ask
Don’t ask me why I’m unmarried,
Don’t ask me my religion,
Don’t frame me in your obscure knowledge
of Nationality.
If you can’t possess me,
Don’t harass me,
I’m the daughter of another land, for sure!
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© Vatsala Radhakeesoon
Rose-Hill, Mauritius
vatsfrankness@gmail.com
Eminent poetess Vatsala Radhakeesoon has been writing poetry for thirty years and is the author of numerous poetry books. She is also an abstract artist and likes to experiment with various possibilities that bless Art Vatsala is a literary translator and currently lives at Rose-Hill, Mauritius.
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