NITA B GEORGE

 

 

When Illusions Meet Delusions

 

It

Appeared

My soul mate had arrived

On

The

Lips of my prayers,

But,

Sometimes,

I

Think,

Prayers

Just float in the air

When

The

Lord Almighty

Is

Resting

Or

Perhaps

Bored of requests

Sent

To

Him.

I

Had

Asked

For

A

Soul mate.

You

Came

Into my life

And

I,

Mistook

You,

Showered

All my love

On

You

Only

To

Find

You

Were not

My

Soul mate

I

Had

Asked

For!

 

Poetry In Pain...

 

Cast in a cast

Lay

My broken leg

Facing

The

Half open door.

Inside,

Pain squirmed

In

Waves,

Outside,

Serenity

Prevailed...

 

NITA B GEORGE

 

NITA B GEORGE is a short story writer and a Poet. She has taught English at the Graduation level for 37 years. Poetry came late in her life, almost at the age of 54. Since then, the springs of creative writing have grown stronger. She has to her credit, three Anthologies, a collection of short stories and her own Memoir. Three Anthologies, a nonfiction work, a novel and a collection of short stories are ready for publication. Her other interests are gardening and animal welfare.