A MESSAGE

Dear friends, I am still firm on NOT USING FACEBOOK, ORKUT, TWITTER and SKYPE. If i ever change my mind I certainly will let you know. Those of you who want to get in touch with me certainly can leave a message in any of my blogs.

I blog to write, I DONT USE MY BLOGS FOR ANY KIND OF COMMERCIAL/BUSINESS PURPOSES . Though just like any persons who writes I too will love to see my works published but ....

I update these three blogspot blogs atleast once a month and the four wordpress blogs almost every day, so any one can check on these blogs to confirm if I am still in blogsphere: http://suryagni.blogspot.com; http://suryakana.blogspot.com; http://agnitrisha.blogspot.com; http://magicthought.wordpress.com; http://mydomainpvt.wordpress.com; http://window2mysoul.wordpress.com; http://mycybernovels.wordpress.com ...... sharmishtha basu (25.12.2010)


In the end i will request all my regular readers to just take a look in this piece of writing, so they act a little more cautiously.

http://agnitrisha.blogspot.com/2009/08/trolls.html



Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts
Showing posts with label flowers. Show all posts

Monday, November 29, 2010

flower on rock

blue and gold smile
in the shelter of gray stone
power shelters love

Sharmishtha basu
19.11.10

autumn

the feeling is here
in the morning air
in the late night chill
autumn is near.

in the morning air
on the soft grass
dew drops scatter
to announce her arrival.

on the soft grass
night flowers scatter
soft white petals
scattered like pearls.

night flowers scatter
wind is heavy with fragrance
crispy clear sun rays
shower down on earth.

wind is heavy with fragrance
fragrance of morning dew
fragrance of night flowers
and the flowers to bloom.

Sharmishtha basu
24.09.10

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Nature and man

Invisible and visible fingers
Together have created
A magic on earth
Green, tall trees
Huddled together
A balm for hurting eyes
Deepest hue of emerald and green
Stand like sentry, against azure blue.

A spread made by visible fingers
Lies at their feet
A garden of flowers
A man made dream
Pink, red, white, yellow, purple
Every colour, every shade
Plays like happy children
Under watchful eyes of the trees.

Sharmishtha basu
8.8.10

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a flower farm
lying in arms
of wilderness
man and nature
painting together

sprinkled seeds
create a river coloured
red, blue, pink, ochre
nature paints her part
tall green woods, velvet grass

Sharmishtha basu
18.09.10

neglected

A riot of colours
Red, pink, white
Lying deserted
On a concrete slab.

What’s the story?
A broken heart?
A forgetful mind?
Ignored beauty?

By Sharmishtha basu
8.8.10

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soft petals
red and white
bruised by
harsh concrete
neglected
deserted
shed tears.

who left them behind?
forgetful mind?
broken heart?
mysterious lover?
they wait
for a hand
to take them home

Sharmishtha basu
18.09.10

Sunday, September 19, 2010

Aqua Marina

Aqua Marina

Aqua marina smiles
blue Petals glow
droplets of waves
sparkling crystals
decorating velvet green.

Under the azurine sky
Snowy peaks
touching clouds
Pieces of ocean
Stitched in earth’s gown.


Sharmishtha basu
1.09.10


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Blue poppies

A piece of heaven
A piece of sapphire
With a body and life
I never thought
Something so beautiful
Existed in earth.
They spread across
The valleys and mountains
Hundreds and hundreds
Beautiful dream.


Sharmishtha basu
29.08.10

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Golden fairy

I saw her pouting
A fragile golden winged being
Sun has woken her up
And reported a theft.

He said the roses have stolen
The ruby of her lips
Sky has stolen
Crystal blue from her eyes.

Sunflower and daisies
Committed the sin
Took away a tiny bit
Of her lock’s gold.

She sat there pouting first
Then she laughed out loud
Laughing like a nightingale
She flew back to moon.

Writer sharmishtha basu

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

wilderness

“You will never forget it
Will thank me forever
For showing it to you
Just go don’t stand here!”
I walked away a bit skeptic.

Never did I thought
Heaven was waiting for me
Down in that valley
Full of spring flowers.

Red, blue, yellow, pink
Name a colour- it was there
Bobbing their pretty heads
In the morning breeze.

Hiding in the deep green
Ocean of softest grass
Playing hide and seek
With childish abandon.

As I stood there staring
A bunch of deer joined me
Looking at me with wide eyes
As they grazed in the valley.