ANOUCHEKA GANGABISSOON

ANOUCHEKA

GANGABISSOON

The Will Of Love

The thunder roars in my heart

The lightning strikes in my sensitivity

The pain pulsates

The hurt throbs

The darkness broods

And the storm

Pelts at my own well being!

Pray,

Is this all about Love?

I have heard of it

Being romanticized in stories

Made of gentlemen

As virtuous as princes

And maidens

As innocent as virginal youths!

Even if I was not ready

To face

Such ordeals

I do cling on to these

As this state

Has been willed to me

By the skies

Ruling over my palm lines!

Someday,

I know,

The storm will pass

The seas shall be calm, once more,

And in the moist sand

We shall burn

With enough passion

As to ignite

In the air surrounding us

Another fiery storm,

Memento of the strength

Of the feelings we hold

For each other!

The Illusory Mirror

I look into the mirror

And see my own imperfections

As they have been drawn

To be my lot

When I was being sculpted

By those powers

Mighty enough as to have chosen

The path I would tread on!

I look into the mirror

And wish

I could be as pure as snow

As cleansing as raindrops

As magical as crystals

As soothing as the divine!

But the mirror laughs at my broods

Why is it that I lament

Over that which remains

As insignificant as is dust

In the mass of the universe?

Pray,

The mirror,

Like my reflection,

Remains elusive!

Nothing remains here in this world

Nothing at all,

From natural sceneries

To youthful bodies,

Nothing remains!

Why, I turn my face

From the mirror

And gaze up at the blue skies,

Seeking to find my anchorage

Amidst their mystery!

Open up, whisper I to them

Open up,

And guide me!

Such has already been done,

Said they,

You already know your way,

Laden with mystical awakening,

Walk upon it

And fret not

For mortal imperfections

As,

These remain

As illusory as are clouds in the sky!

Bare Truth

If you refuse to listen to me

Said I to love,

As he chose to ignore me

And the tugs tugging at my soul,

The skies will get angry

And turn me into particles of dust!

The clock is ticking

The Gods, patient,

Are watching

And the world, aimless,

Keeps revolving!

The universe holds its breath

And the entire population

Of celestial beings

Lower their eyes

Whenever I let my tears

Turn into waterfalls

Mighty and powerful!

If you refuse to listen to me,

The purpose of your visit here

On Earth becomes void

And we shall not be welcomed back home,

At least,

Not together!

Pray, I have lived for you

Ever since the awakening of the mystical

Dawned upon me

I have lived for you

Thinking that I would see you back there

In the skies

After I would cross the rivers of life!

But the powers ruling over us

Have pushed me towards you

Willing me to realise

That,

You are here, on Earth,

In flesh and blood,

For my sake

Even if Maya and her games

Have blinded you!

Pray,

I shall have no cause other than you

If I be not your sacred flower

I would willingly choose to wilt

Refusing the waters of any other hand!

I wait,

For now,

Bearing my strength

In my purity

And in faith!

I wait,

Going on my chosen path

As dutifully

As would a soldier

Following his regime!

Pray,

Listen to me

And believe in me

The afterlife that has been promised

To us

Depends upon it!

ANOUCHEKA

GANGABISSOON