ANOUCHEKA GANGABISSOON

ANOUCHEKA GANGABISSOON

IF LOVE WAS A GLORY

Pray, if Love was sincere

If Love was true

If Love was genuine

If Love was as it should be

Selfless

Requiring not, from us, a total surrender

Requiring not, from us, the immolation of our souls

Requiring not, from us, the resignation of our individuality

Why

If Love was sincere

Would we not have indulged in it

Celebrating it

Keeping it alive

Allowing it to bloom and thrive

To weave its own powerful net

To shed off its cocoon and

To fly, everywhere, enjoying itself

And the many waves of life!

Yet,

Love is tainted with the drops of evil

Love has been infected with corruption

Love, once so pure and innocent

Love, evil and sinful

Requires the loss of chastity!

More, Love

Uses and abuses, as long as it desires

Then, when its flames are doused

Love,

Discards and rejects!

Pray

Love is, in itself, a glory

Love is needed to allow life to be

Yet, love, has had its heart

Diseased and maimed

Slaved even and chained

To the dark side of life!

So much that nowadays

None do care to glorify Love

When it shows itself in its purest

And virtuous state!

Why, of the glory of Love

Pray, do imbibe in my breath

Crave I for it

Crave I so much

That my thirst shall not be quenched till I shall meet it!

SEE ME

See me as I am

See not the sagging skin

See not the frail bones

See not the dentures

See not the wrinkles

See not the white hair

Or the bald part

See not the distended abdomen

Nor the drooping shoulders

See not my slow abilities

See me not as such

Rather

See me as I am

A child, wild and free

A child, beautiful and young

A child, whose eyes reflect the sparkle of the sun

On the waters of a clear lake

A child, whose heart yearns for loving attention

A child, who shouts out in ecstatic glee

When made a pleasant surprise

A child, with a soft side

A child, marveled by life

A child, still learning about herself

And about the Earth that she inhabits

A child, made of fireworks

Of the particles of the universe

Of innocence

And sweet laughs!

Yes,

See me, as a child

And none else!

Pray

The fate of life is well established

Youth is to remain, always, a temporal state

The best stage, yet, of each being!

Still,

Even if my body has aged,

Even if your body has aged

Know that we shall be children always inside

Children, ready to laugh and squeal

Children, ready to welcome the exalt

At each corner of the way!

ELEVATING NOTES

The soft beats of the invisible piano hit my heart

With such an intensity

That I felt myself leaving my body

And flying, flying

To where life feeds on musical notes!

Being the only human in spirit form there,

I could not help be overwhelmed by the beauty of it

Pray, was it the land of the Lord?

So glittery, so sparkling was the whole surrounding

So calm, so green, so peaceful!

Everything seemed immersed in musical notes

From the lions to the Apollos

None cared to seek selfishly

None cared to satisfy their lusty needs

All just danced, eyes closed

Immersed in the depth of the notes

As if they wanted to be the rhythms

Or even the unseen musician!

As for me, I remained there, rooted, transfixed

Letting myself be swallowed in the midst of the bliss

Pray,

On Earth,

Life is a torture,

Life, shall remain a mystery

Programmed have we been,

To act as we deem

To perform as we do

Why should we let ourselves be stressed

Overloaded and overworked

Earth is just part of the way

Someday, somehow,

The land of notes and musical beats

Shall be where we shall set our luggage down!

I forced myself to deafen myself

Stopped the music

And when I closed my eyes

I could not help but smile

Smile at life, smile at everyone

Pray,

I shall help the world hear those notes

Those notes which will allow them to smile, like me!

ANOUCHEKA GANGABISSOON

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 poetrysoup.com and she had also appeared in various literary magazines like SETU, Different Truths, Dissident Voice.  She has also been published in Duane’s Poetree and also in an anthology for the Immagine and Poesia group.  Her poems are often placed in free online contests.