Dark Saturday – 30th March 2013

Heavy rain

Bringing pain

Bringing from the forgotten drain

The tragedy of life, in headlines, main!

 

Darkened age

Said a holy sage

We shall end in a transparent cage

One built by the Lord in a moment of rage

 

O bloody Saturday

Go back and take that rain away

Give us back those you took in dismay

To life and fate, we shall forever obey!

 

 

Unexpected was this disaster

It already has us scarred forever

Now we do fear thy anger O Mother Nature,

Be not so harsh on us in the Future

 

We shall take care of this land

To its blossoming we shall tend

While mending our injuries

While remembering this day for centuries!

A princess's fairytale

She knew not pain

She knew not disdain

She would never be slain

She was so vain!

 

Marching with invicibility

She forgot simplicity

And let go of melancholy

She was now a friend of the Almighty

 

Such was her thought on that day

There, on life's testing alley

She learnt to disobey

And never even bothered to curtsey

 

Not even when he came her knight

In the guise of worn out kite

She, instead of being loving, became full of spite

And suddenly her life was no more bright!

 

A curse fell on her

A statue she was to be forever

One as abominable as fever

Forever  lost in the Never Never

 

Such is the tale of a princess

Her life rang with success

Yet she became imbued with abcess

For arrogant was her address!

Painful Sting

A decade ago,

Fate did try to let go

Though I was deep unto sorrow

My mind got cleared of its blunder

A naked illusion ringing with thunder

Brought forth a new vision of my admirer

 

Time did pass,

Slowly trying never to harass

As stingy as a wasp

Several times it did try to trespass

The land of my fate, unto which I clasp

Today, I still hear those echoes in my mass!

 

A decade ago,

I could not even borrow

Though my karma did sow

I  today reap, while feeling low

Waiting for the dawn of tomorrow

When a new wind shall blow!

For our Independence from a child of the soil

On this great day in your glory

I salute thee, o peaceful estuary!

Long live our earned Independence
Long live this achieved magnificence
It does grant us with liberated freedom
To revere our most cherished kingdom
 

Cheers for allowing me to be Free

Free to be, in peace, justice and liberty
Free to write, free to be in symphony
Free to be a woman in all simplicity

 

With all my dreams and aspirations

I enjoy being in a state of liberations

Being respected and revered

Being regarded and admired
 

Gained after my forefather's hard toil
Today, being a child of the soil
I write to breathe in all unity
I write to share with you, this exalt of liberty!


Say, little island, Lion of the surrounding oceans
Proud we all are, after 45 years, to be Mauritians!

On that golden day

It was on a golden day

Marked in the most celebrated way

 

The day I got united in a bond

There by the bank of the little pond

 

A day when I said I do

To the one  I woo

 

He came eons later

A day when life turned into a lover

 

Holding his hand, I smiled

Knowing that his heart is mine all styled!

 

Today having turned into a wise swan

I still smile while looking at my chosen one

 

All grey and beardy

I still am, in love, all greedy

 

It was on a golden day

When I learnt that Cupid does make his own hay!

Once upon a blue...~~~

Once upon a blue moon

My heart began to swoon

A prince charming showed up

With a nice smile and a trendy hiccup

 

I bid him to drink some nectar

And took him to my holy altar

Where we made love all  night long

In his arms, I swore that only to him shall I belong!

 

Very soon, we were united

In an eternal bond, we were so adulated

Then it came, the fiery storm

Which broke our love, so in deiform!

 

It came as an ego

One which could not forego

It sought to please itself

And would not see love's wealth

 

Once upon a blue moon

I sit and miss my boon

Shall I be blamed for my sensibility

Or shall I blame life for its cruelty?