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A Brush of Poetry

Mother

The portraits of a mother Are too hard to portray in words, The pages are tired now; They still haven’t caught the essence Of gratitude and appreciation, Or maybe I am just not there yet As an artist. Yet I adore Just how a mother, Without either pen or pencil, Presents her masterpiece to theContinue reading “Mother”

संस्कृतदिवसस्य हार्दाः शुभेच्छाः!

संस्कृतः भारतस्य रागः संस्कृतः देवानां भाषा संस्कृतः अस्माकं गौरवः शक्तिः च संस्कृतदिवसस्य हार्दाः शुभेच्छाः! Sanskrit is the melody of IndiaSanskrit is the language of the GodsSanskrit is our pride and strengthHappy Sanskrit Day! – गौरी, गरीमा (Gauri, Garima)

Happy Independence Day!

Uniqueness of every region- North, south, east or west Is celebrated with pride and joy And a whole lot of zest! The light and glee of festivals- With classical music and folk dance, And fairs and crackers and colours Make every citizen prance! The huge standing monuments- Inexplicable- their beauty, The traditional cuisine and delicacies-Continue reading “Happy Independence Day!”

Meditative Art – Haiku

Meditative art- A most comforting gesture Aimed towards the soul. The purest freedom- A feeling of completion, The air space echoes. -Garima Saxena

Veggies- Haiku

It’s yellow and green, When bitter-gourd sprouts tendrils- It too becomes sweet. Broccoli flower, Within the flower of leaves- Becomes delicious. Ridge-gourd by stick, Takes shelter from the showers- Under its flower. A curious scene, The cluster beans camouflage- In the foliage. All the carrots hide, Under the grand bush of leaves- Subterranean. Small flowerContinue reading “Veggies- Haiku”

Horizon- Tanka

Gentle foam of waves Sun sets down the horizon And I feel peaceful The colours merge together The sea and sky become one -Garima Saxena

Flowing Gold

O Ganga-Gangotri, Yamuna-Yamunotri! The irrigator of our fields, The promiser of flourishing yields. O Indus, O Brahmaputra! The beauty of our land, The elixir to your people. The moistness of my sand. O Krishna, O Narmada! The water flowing within us. The water that gave birth to life, To pleasure and joy, to laughter andContinue reading “Flowing Gold”

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