ANEETA CHITALE

ANEETA

CHITALE

The Lantern Boat

In the twilight saga

The tiny bird twitters

Across the myriad skies

The orange ball turning blue n purple

She flaps her wings, splutters

The heavy rain drops

Off her wings

Rain  washed and rose merry scented

Her earthly twining’s

Wrapped in her flight to fantasy

Perhaps ….

She hurries in an Old Oak’s burrow

Gathering her twigs, of dried hay n palms

Silken threads and soft feathers

To craft her cocoon

Sprawled in nature’s graffiti

Amongst, the tall bamboo’s and groovy coconuts

And mango groves

She sprints home

To her young ones

Her heavenly hearth

Nestled in mahogany woods

Under the vibgyor clouds

In colossal nature as

Rains prosper

To swollen heights

When tumulting rivers trine

To rise in nature’s fury

And

Nature tosses her slender, soft

Crocheted bed-  laid  in

The deep oak’s burrow

She dives in the fierce storm

Deep in the woods, away

The burned out Lantern with it’s slender wick

Is still warm, charms her senses

To foster a home for her birdies

She quickly lays, the cotton balls and dry twigs

In a warm den, in the fading light

Perched on the soft bed, the three birdies sway  in

The Lantern Boat, like “Noha’s Arc”

Tarnished and rusted the Lantern Boat

Sways this way and that way

And

The giant oaktree stares

All night long

As the wise old owl, chills in the dark night

The mother sparrow trails

Through the rainy days, game

As

She specks the nuts from the

Busy squirrel’s nest!

  Kashmir 

   Kashmir 

The colonials have left,  long ago

The remnants of the colony still

Dwell in their shadows

Their pounds and shelling, marked

‘The Monarch’s face’ on

  The epistle’s stamped

The Royal’s face !

So I heard in stories              

So here is a story , of a nation

Almost three hundred year’s old …..

The Glory of India, was  heard all over

The Silk Route

So many plundered it’s wealth

The emeralds, the opals an d The Kohinoor Diamond

All  plundered in the ravages of time

In Monarchs kingdom

They   all shine

Long forgotten wealth of India

Is written in the chronicles’ of time !

They  gave us our freedom

With a price tag

Peace and wealth was a barter

For their friends and foes

New land and nations were formed

The bugles, played and the trumpets blew

Singing songs of their victory

They left  72 years   ago

A  country bereft

With dark shadows   and a credo

Of caste, creed and religion

The mantra of gospel truth

“Divided we stand” whispered in ears

Of people   

The vast empire stands divided

Ove r night in two

On marked lands and punctuated spaces

India, Pakistan, then the Kargil …LOC

Two countries in turmoil, hostile and neighbours

Each bearing a constituent assembly, yet  planting bombs

And bloodshed

Where the terrorist plant suicide bombers

In India’s land

In God’s own land of Kashmir

Once the Jannet on earth

Now

The most dreaded place and hell

After seventy year’s there is no land,  no place to own

Two States- one Nation India

Where is peace? 

Peace was given, over night now

stands divided in cause and divided in minds-

And every year –

They play the tapes  on 15th August

“Freedom at Mid Night”

When the world sleeps

India will rise……

So is the story  of Kashmir!

Sunflower

Sun kissed and

Dew eyed

Wind Loved

I bask

In the Sun

In green glossy fields

I am Love

Of God

So I

Glory in the morning light

Till dusk I wait

For wind n rain

I am

That Sunny Twig!

ANEETA

CHITALE

ANEETA CHITALE : Aneeta has been travelling since she was two years old as her father was in the Indian Army.  The challenges  of her early life has given her many opportunities, to grow and shine as she paved her way into her adult life. As a kid she has changed ten schools, lead a total nomads life. She started writing poems since ten. Many of her poems are published in International Journals. Nature has always fascinated her. She pursues an eclectic style in her penmanship. She is a versatile persona and has acted in a ‘Marathi’  Movie when she was just 20 year’s old and offered a movie by the Film an Television. After graduating from Pune University, she  made  her career as an educator.  She has worked in India and overseas. She loves working with children. She has recently published her debut novel “Sojourn To Maldives”. She has worked in Maldives, Dubai and UK. She has made her foray in the writing world, by penning her novel on the international relations.