Carol
When angry
Open your mouth
in silence
Anger blows out
On a tall tree
I see how anger
Transfer into
raindrops
Rain drops
gather into moth ball
And leaves tree
to carol
Church bell
gongs
Peace crawls
back
Into choir
songs.
Behind Veneer
Behind the wind
Behind the wall
Behind the wild
Lies the wonder
of nature
Those who can
tear through tiers
Are the ones who
gain peace
Travel
wonderland
Free to fill
soul
Behind the wall
Behind the wind
Found salvation
from turmoil
Protected by
quiet gale
Rest is trash
And fading
smell.
Return Passage
Careless mind
Burdenless
flight
Like a falcon
leaves
In realm of
emptiness
Life free
No
responsibility
A pitch of arid
land
Desert better
than dead soul
Eyes guide me
back
Where soul ticks
Bubbles Bob up
I feel
I am crucially
alive.
ANUSHNA BISWAS
ANUSHNA BISWAS: Critic and poet.
Former Lecturer at RBU Distance Education. Penned eight books of literary
criticisms on fictions from different pockets of the world. Contributes to
Lothlorien Poetry Journal, Fevers of the Mind, OPAH Poetry Journal and many
other International Online Journals. Won awards in Poetry contest from
different countries.
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