Tuesday, August 1, 2017




Love scares me
To the extent of having me
Shy away from it
Pray, love
With its transitions
And many hues
Can elevate
As it can destroy!

Why, love, have I always said,
Is a mere game of life
Life, being so like a cruel Goddess
Uses it as her weapon
To keep on being
Through love
We do duplicate
And maintain life alive!

Why, since now, have I been sitting
And staring at nothing
In a far away cave
There where fairies dance
And beasts roam, wild and free
There where flowers wilt not
And river waters sing in a tap-tap tone
There where none has ever set foot
There where I felt,
Always so safe and protected!

Being a Goddess
Life remains skillful in her art
Pray, I feel,
Approaching me, at steady pace
Love, armed with its loads of

Why, with life shall I wage this battle
Regardless of what shall be its outcome!


I looked at my reflection
One clear night
In a pond filled with still water
And saw, staring back at me
My shadow!

She was like me
Yet, unlike me
She was so free
So uncaring
So joyful
So evil!

You can be me, she whispered
Life belongs to naught
You shall live only
As long as Death will let your candle burn
So pray
Be not so jammed on social norms
Be mindless of the ethics
Be you
Be you the way you want to
Be me
Be like me
And make sure the rest of the world
Accepts you as such!

On that clear night
I looked at my reflection
Staring back at me with an evil grin
And chose
To shed off my armour
Why, she was right
Why should I wear the clothes of another?
Better it is to be naked
And genuine
Why, on that clear night
I shed off my false shadow
And impregnated myself
With the right one!


The mountain hovered above me
And proud!
While I,
Stood at its foot
Feeling as tiny as an ant
Feeling as insignificant as a particle of dust
I have walked miles and miles
I have crossed seas and rivers
I have battled with life
Only to be able to approach this mountain
So as to climb it
And reach the other side!

Why, now that it was there,
In front of me
I should not be one to cower
Rather, I would be brave
And start my climb
For, the other side
Have I been apprised of
Is where life is fair and free!

Pray, I took on a deep breath
And placed my hands on the cliff
Oh sheer wonder
A white cloud appeared next to me
And allowed an old ailing man
To sit on it
To be able to cross the borders!

I gaped open mouthed
While the old man laughed at me
He shouted, even if he was so frail
Everything comes at its set time!

Go back
Go back to your duties
With your cloud you shall meet too!


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, In Between Hangovers Press.  She has also been published in Duane’s Poetree and also in two anthologies for the Immagine and Poesia group.  Her poems are often placed in free online contests.

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