NITA B GEORGE

 

The Heckler

(Is not there a strong bond of friendship between Nature and Man? Doesn't Nature contrive to make Man happy, and, doesn't Man nurture Nature like a friend...)

 

Unseen

You heckle.

Heckle

Leaves to dance

Dance

A dance of abandon

That

Spring

The queen

Of

Seasons

Brings.

Heckle me too

Tease

My hair,

Gently

Touch my cheeks

And

Make me feel

The

Touch of love

Naughty breeze

Come

Heckle me

Come,

For

A moment

My lover

Be !

 

Stranger, My Stranger

(Love too a friendship is)

 

A

Stranger

To

This

World,

Only,

My fantasies

And

I

Know

You

For

I

Have hidden

You

Deep,

Deep

Inside my heart.

As

Water in water

Exists

You

In

Me

Live.

Only

My

Fantasies

And

I

Know you

Stranger,

My stranger, my stranger...

 

NITA B GEORGE

 

NITA B GEORGE is a published poet and a short story writer. A Post Graduate in English Literature from the Osmania University, Hyderabad, Telangana, India, she has to her credit a long span of 37 years teaching and mentoring Degree level students, both boys and girls. Her insight into the beings of her students has given her practical skill of counseling the ever-effervescent young minds. Some important themes she normally touches upon in her writings are, 'Women and their restricted world', 'Patriarchal tendency of the male', 'Emotional instability in the youth', 'Love', 'Belief in the Divine', 'Atheism', 'Rationality' etc. To her today, Poetry is a dying Force... The reason, the poets themselves. Poetry doesn't seem to be coming from the heart...similes, metaphors, imagery seem to be just appendages rather than organic whole in the poems of these poets. Experimenting on structure, economizing on words, leaving the end unsaid, focusing on readability and style are her strengths.