SANAA UPPAL
A PAIR OF LIPS
There is no thought without love
There is no mind without such sun
There is no mystery without it
There is night still where there is
no moon
There is no star without history
that hasn't played with a sparkler
There is no love that has a face
But an unforgettable memory
A poem is one such flower of the
same mystery
Half miracle half beauty half naked
half lie
There is not a single bible without
many a poems
There is no sin without it
Love is that pair of lips
Outside it
There is one sacred serpent
Inside it
There is one kind fruit of life
(c) Sanaa Uppal
THE FACE
Only the one who has not known
Can love
Only the one who doesn't know
Can love
The abandoned knows !
Scarcity knows !
Death knows it !
Either the one who has lost it or
the one who has found it
Can love
Love is not as much a mystery as a
circumstance
You have no choice but to love
Love is a total infringement
Only the one who cannot see, hear
or touch
Can love
It is in the eyes of the most
ferocious
It is in the eyes of the most tamed
It is the face of cosmos
This love
(c) Sanaa Uppal
MIRACLE MYSTERY
What is high above is what lies
deep down
An experience of all space without
time
Time is what you create
It is only in the middle that you
can create it
And create a miracle in time
It is only in between that you can
make a life
A life that can never be built,
buried, burnt or sold
This beloved life will simply hold
you like rosemary and holy chrysanthemum in the middle of just something
For nothing but a touch of grace
beauty and freedom that it brings
It likes to slip away from hands
like melting moon in the making, like crashing horizon and broken evenings at
the foot of snow
Exploding like bewilderment
Exploring like high tides of
confusion
Finely obstructing pyramids of
construction
Sometimes it will make fun of
everything that you are with the knowledge of what will become
It will simply be a guide sometimes
in the pure nothingness of the experience
Sometimes it will pick you up in
joy and make you into a grand spectacle
But it is all a clever celebration
A blind fiesta
This lifetime on the planet
(c)
SANAA UPPAL
SANAA UPPAL: Born and brought up in the golden
city of Amritsar (punjab, India), Sanaa Uppal has been constantly inspiring
those avid readers with her works which are known as the beautiful blend of
beauty and profundity. With a philosophical bent of mind, her poetry revels the
moments of sadness and bliss, of togetherness and eternity, regarding life as
its spontaneous flow. However the interdependence and conflicting nature of
reality and imagination, the resultant contradictions and obscurities makes it
an extremely complex but potently interesting read.
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