SPRING FRISKIES

The fall forays my garden as a sorceress,

The sky covering the morning sun with thick dimness;
Broom sweeps, leaves and flowers fly off in a maelstrom,
 Cold downpours freeze the subterranean thunderstorm;
Birds flee up in the skies with a scream;
Trout hide under the stones of the stream;
I look full of hope, my love, at the radiance in the horizon;
No matter the rain, the cold, the melancholy of the autumn season,
Whatever the absence, the long days of waiting, the starless nights,
Whatever the tears, the suffering and the frights,
I wait, mad lover that I am, for your return in spring;
 Pining for the promised kisses, the delirious frolics in the field,   
 I dream of the elating scent of the rose on your tanned skin,
 Of poppies, crushing on your mouth my stolen longing.
Anita Bacha

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39 thoughts on “SPRING FRISKIES

    • Thank you ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜˜
      I’m publishing my new collection of poems locally to reach a wider audience here.
      After visiting innumerable book fairs, I am now certain that my audience is India and Mauritius
      Different people even poetry lovers live different situations differently.
      Each country harbors a different flavor of poetry.
      Love you Shashi ๐Ÿ˜˜

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    • Thank you for your visit and comment Shashi ๐Ÿ’œ
      Love lost is indeed painful ๐Ÿ˜–
      Lovers who are lost or who stray usually return home
      When they do
      If they do
      The pain is excruciating ๐Ÿ˜–
      Love itself is very complex
      Each one loves and is loved differently
      Love you ๐Ÿ˜˜ Shashi

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    • Thank you so much ๐Ÿ˜Š for your visit and appreciation
      I recall my visit in LA in 1997. Colorful and amazing country and beautiful people.
      I was the delegate of Mauritius at the Second World Congress on Family Law and Rights of Children in San Francisco but couldn’t resist following Americans to LA one memorable weekend ๐Ÿ˜Ž

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  1. Bright green weeping willow, and the old Birtley oak,

    A pond full of toads and frogs,

    you may even hear them croak!

    ย 

    The waterfall creates calm and peace, as steadily it flows,

    Liberty cow stands on the lawn, watching who comes and goes.

    Once again very beatiful heart touching lines as usual ,really it’s awesome .

    Thanks

    Your’s Fan

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    • Thank you so much for your visit dear fan ๐Ÿ˜Š
      I wonder the source of your inspiration
      I am overwhelmed
      I am speechless ๐Ÿ˜ถ
      Thank you for commenting
      It helps me to better my pen …
      The illustrating picture was clicked by me few years ago
      On a land adjoining a sugar field which merges with the ocean
      The ponds were there
      Little forest ๐Ÿฆ‹ ๐Ÿฆ‹
      And life
      Thank you so much again

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  2. Yes, i have made a mistake
    But I still consider you my life
    Give me one last chance
    I still consider you my pride

    Only breaths are left there, when i miss you
    In your memory these breaths left me too

    Everyone makes mistake, i made it too
    Now forgive me, why you have gone so far

    For one mistake why you left me, why you abdicated me
    Why you left a spotless scar on me

    Yes, i have made a mistake
    But I still consider you my life
    Consider you my life…
    Give me one last chance
    I still consider you my pride
    consider you my pride…

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