About Anita Bacha

Published writer and poet, mother, love to read and write


Anita Bacha

Through your eyes of sweet folly,

I found, on a summer holiday,

A wonderland!

A whirlpool of magical delights!

In the woods, birds ‘nests full with mint candies,

French nougat and jelly babies;

Hanging from the branches of the banyan tree,

Strands of spaghetti;

In the singing brook, enticing chocolate wafers!

When, at the seaside, you laughed heartily

Amused that the sand tickled your toes,

Wildly happy that the waves licked your bare skin

And, with bursting joy you yelled,

I discovered a man-child,

Yielding, warm, whimsical,

Aspiring to impossible dreams!

 You built castles on the wet sand

Sketched with seawater our portrait

 Ordering the sun not to set

Time to suspend its flight!

You weaved seaweeds in my hair

Bedecking seashells in the gray strands

Claiming that they were golden threads

That I was your queen,

The Queen of Arabian Nights!

At dusk, in the howling sea of Pereybere,

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Of your tree so mighty

I am a leaf so green and tiny

Neither an apple nor a fig

I hold on to a twig

In winter I shiver and I freeze

In summer I sway in the breeze

Drenched in torrential rain

I cry in grief and pain

Scalded in the burning sun

I shrivel and I shun

A creeper I long to mime

My arms enlacing you

Heavenly heights to climb

My soul enrobing you

Anita Bacha

Illustration/Artist/Francis Apied


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Loving her anonymity,

Her blueness

Her blistering salty regurgitations

Her irresistible temptations

He dances naked on her waves

Swinging his slender waist

Rolling up and down

Surfing witlessly

In the morning light

Driving her out of her wits

The glistening tropical sea

Loving his audacity

His youthful feline beauty

Swells from within

Rises in a falcate to play with him

Diving together in her deepness

Rising to heavenly heights

In cheerful togetherness.

Anita Bacha

Please check out his blog http://www.oceanvibration.com

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Book signing

Anita Bacha

The past is your lesson

The present is your gift

The future is your poetry

Anita Bacha

My poetry book SOUL POETRY was yet another opportunity for me to travel and discover the reading world.

It’s incredible and worthy to note that books have a precious place in the heart of the millennial, our audience today and tomorrow.

At the Kuala Lumpur International Book Fair 2018, I realized that it’s a great joy to witness readers, young and old,buying and investing in our words, in our poetry.


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Anita Bacha


Kaki turned sixty-seven last summer. Her children were married and had left home. Her husband, a retired army officer, was more cantankerous than ever before; a wife beater and a bully, he had no one except the docile Kaki upon whom he could vent his erratic and ominous temper. Kaki sought refuge in her childhood memories.

 Alas! These memories were far from being joyful and bright. She recalled the often quoted proverb of her mother ‘out of the mouths of babes and sucklings comes forth the truth’. However, Kaki was a special child. She rarely talked, not because sometimes the truth is better left unsaid but simply because she was afraid. She was scared of telling the truth. She was scared of being accused of telling lies.

At an early age, Kaki became aware that she was endowed with a generous dose of acuity. She unwittingly…

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