Waiting

My sleep has left with you;

Waiting on the isolated shore,

I am all alone drunk with remorse;

In the moonless night,

My thoughts, lost in the dark blue sea,

I dream of your nimble form,

Floating on the tranquil water;

I wait and I watch for the waves,

I wait for you to drown in my arms

Anita Bacha

Illustration/photography/anitabacha

moonless night

NOSTALGIA

O mystic traveler!

As a warm gentle waft,

You’re in thro’ the secret doors of my alcove;

Snuggled under the red satin quilt,

In gentle strokes you caressed

My thirsty body;

Whispering musical words,

In the naked voice of silence,

You stole my soul,

Left behind a sorrowful corpse.

Anita Bacha

Fistful of Sand IMG_7643

Cross Over 

I loved you,my beloved,More than my heart could hold,

You promised to love me forever,

To hold my hand,

To walk with me till the end of time,

But your love proved weak,

You left me half-way to paradise.

Anita Bacha

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Inspired by Shakespeare

‘From women’s eyes
This doctrine, I derive;
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
They are the books, the arts, and the academes,
That show, contain and nourish all the world’
William Shakespeare

My poetry book ‘Soul Poetry ‘ published by Partridge is hosted by the London Book Fair 2017 at the Poetry Pavilion from 14 to 16 March.

It’s a dream come true.

Last year, I had the disagreeable surprise to discover that my book was not on the display shelf of the exhibitor. I was on the verge of tears 😭. I had paid for the exhibition et voilà!

Luckily I had a copy of the book in my bag and an akward situation was saved,impromptu. A book fair worm, I have learnt that mishaps do occur at book fairs. Nobody is to be blamed.Nobody is conning you.

I resolved then and there, though,that I will ,in the future,exhibit my books myself!

Hence, in exactly one week, I am flying to London with 20+ copies of my book for exhibit at the Poetry Pavilion!

If you are at the LBF 2017, don’t forget to visit us!

http://poetryofanitabacha.com

Words

Words,

Precious psychic words,

Fly me to my love!

Words,

Iridescent,

Powerful, mighty eagles,

Fly me to my love!

Up and above,

Valleys and mountain tops,

Oceans and lands,

Fly me to my love!

Touch him,

Kiss him,

Fondle him,

Squeeze him!

Words,

Awesome,

Divine words,

Fly me to my love!

Pierce his heart,

Conquer his soul,

Possess him,

Enchant him,

Make him my own!

Words,

Infinite,

Invisible atoms of my soul,

Fly me to my love!

Words,

Resounding,

Screeching,

Ejaculating in joyous delight,

Fly me to my love!

Anita Bacha©

Excerpt from my book ‘SOUL POETRY-INSPIRATIONAL POEMS, VERSES & QUOTES