Monday, November 26, 2018

Anoucheka Gangabissoon

Creating Life

If Life were a poem,
It would have surely been one
Singing about love
And of its many intricacies!

If Life were a party
It would have been one as elevating as the Gods'
Ready to uplift and to entrance each and everyone
As easily as do raging waves
As they vent off their anger
Among themselves in whirlpooling seas!

But Life remains that which it is
A disguised prison,
A prison with broad limits
A prison means to inflict upon 
Each and everyone of us
The notion that we felt good and content
Only when we were in that land
Known as the one fairer!

Life ties itself to our hearts,
As if we were roots,
And itself,
Its branches are many,
Ranging from misery to lust
Thereby allowing us,
Morphed from roots to fruits
To choose to cling on to the one we prefer!

But if I, a mere suffering poetess, could create Life,
I would have made sure to fill its lines
With words flowing as fluidly
As they do in rhythmic songs
So that, reading it,
Humanity would have had roses
Blooming in their souls!


Amidst the scenic night

The night was blissful,
The moon hung up,
Cool and shiny,
Huge and magnetising!

The breeze was soft
Night creatures flew around,
Roamed around
All surrounding me,
As if, 
They knew,
That I was once a Goddess,
Having chosen to fall,
Merely for the sake of Love,
Love, unheeded and unacknowledged!

Amidst this scenic view,
I burnt,
Like a wildfire
Ready to destroy anyone and anything
Who would come near me
Yearning solely for those droplets
Of dew emanating from the purity of the skies!

Pray, like a tornado,
I swirled on my way,
Bent solely to find my end,
So that no more did I rage
And destroy
Seeking, rather, 
To fill those who would cross my path,
With sooth and bliss
As does a spoonful of honey
To one afflicted with voice hoarseness!

However paradisiac shall be the night view,
As long as the skies would thrust not upon me
Those droplets of dew,
Pray, I would remain raging,
And burning,
Powerful enough
To destroy the whole of Existence!


Anoucheka Gangabissoon is a Primary School Educator in Mauritius.  She writes poetry and short stories as hobby.  She considers writing to be the meaning of her life as she has always been influenced by all the great writers and wishes to be, like them, immortalized in her words.  Her works can be read on and she had also appeared in various literary magazines like SETU, Different Truths, Dissident Voice, In Between Hangovers Press, WISH Press, Tuck’s Magazine, Blue Mountain Review, among others.  She has also been published in Duane’s Poetree and also in three anthologies for the Immagine and Poesia group based in Italy.  Her poems are often placed in free online contests.  She has been selected to be among the Most Influential Women in Mauritius for the 2017 category Arts and Culture and she has also been awarded as a Promising Indian for the year 2017 for the same category.

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