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



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Monday, January 31, 2011

haiku collection 3 17.1.11

deception (HH)


her hazel eyes
shining soft and bright
hid the deception.

Sharmishtha basu
13.1.11



medusa 8.1.11


a humble grass flower
boasted celestial charm
got forever doomed

Sharmishtha basu
8 .1.11

sin (HH) 23.1.11


tabooed love, lovely eyes
temptation too strong to shun
heart sways towards sin

Sharmishtha basu
23.1.11

Story of guilt 28.12.10


those hooded eyes
tongue licking lips fast and quick
telltale story of guilt


Sharmishtha basu
28.12.10


confinement (SHW) 25.1.11


confinement gone
cage of ice has shattered
crystal creek is free

Sharmishtha basu
25 .1.11


inhibitions 25.1.11

shed inhibitions
bear your flower and fruit
world belongs to you

Sharmishtha basu
25 .1.11

the thinker 21.12.10


her hands reach within
deep in the ocean of thoughts
to scoop up wisdom


Sharmishtha basu
21.12.10

butterfly dreams 28.1.11


burning orange, gold
ivory n ebony
studded in deep green


Sharmishtha basu
28.1.11


scorpion 4.1.11


the black scorpion
lethal and poised to kill
anyone annoying.

Sharmishtha basu
4.1.11

scorpion 4.1.11


red ripe cherries
simply shunned my conscience
I gave in to Sin

Sharmishtha basu
16 .1.11


tug of war

earth threw a feather
sky caught it in mid way
moon tries to snatch

Sharmishtha basu
31.1.11


for a haiku


its quite a fun
to scratch your head for a spell
for a haiku


Sharmishtha basu
31.1.11



red rose

velvety smooth red
mellow and glowing ruby
smiling among thorns

Sharmishtha basu
31.1.11
coldest heart



its the coldest heart
that fails to melt at the pain
real bad disease

Sharmishtha basu
31.1.11



war

its murder of men
only the pretexts vary
what spills is just blood

Sharmishtha basu
31.1.11


shattered faith 31.1.11

agony of death
bows its head to crushing pain
of a shattered faith

Sharmishtha basu
31 .1.11



darkness 31.1.11


overwhelming love
blind surrender of self
darkness engulfs world

Sharmishtha basu
31.1.11

splendour 31.1.11

dazzling gold torrent
exploding from a volcano
a killer splendour

Sharmishtha basu
31.1.11

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

celestial

a heart full of love
love filled eyes, words and gaze
so celestial.

Sharmishtha basu
8.1.11

resolutions

diamonds in coal
resolutions in mind
uncut gems await polish

Sharmishtha basu
30.12.10

Saturday, January 1, 2011

yellow leaves

yellow leaves flutter soft
fall is beckoning to them
spring is dressing up

2011- a shardoma

pick it up
the sleepy silent flute
play your song
from your heart
unleash yourself completely
don’t go for applauds


Sharmishtha basu
1.1.11

2011

I heard her playing flute
its soft sound flew in
like the fairies of light
fly inside darkest deep
it sang out to me
“I am here at your door,
waiting for your embrace.”

“Come sing with me
sing my song, sweet, carefree
dance with me in the land
of endless ecstasy
together we will dance
arm in arm, feet in rhythm
another year through.”

I opened my doors and windows
she flew in and settled down.


Sharmishtha basu
30.12.10

flowers

pink roses in vase
white lilies on canvas
daisy in meadow

Sharmishtha basu
1.11.11

2011 a haiku

tender dreams await you
what are your feet waiting for
move forth and hold them.

Sharmishtha basu
1.11.11

Friday, December 31, 2010

2010 - a shardoma




thank you for
the colours you gave
vivid dreams
fantasies
colourful butterflies
in my blue sky


Sharmishtha basu
31.12.10

2010 - a poem

its time to say goodbye
you knocked my door
I opened it wide
you sat down with me
with last cup of tea
together we sipped
its every single drop.

I thanked you from heart
for all the gifts you gave me
in the year I lived with you
wisdom, warmth, happiness
experience, tears, pain
laughter, light, tenderness
friendship, love and sweetness.

You stood up and hugged me,
thanked me for living the year.



Sharmishtha basu
30.12.10

last day

wrapped in deep calm peace
last day of year visits
to bid me last goodbye


Sharmishtha basu
31.12.10

liberation

white starlight
messenger of divine
liberation of souls


Sharmishtha basu
27.12.10

vivid dreams

a lovely
dream comes true vividly
spreading hue
colours blue
red, pink, mauve and rainbow hues
soared in meadow green


Sharmishtha basu
28.12.10

trickster

my naïve trickster
I can see through
all the games you play
or trying to play with me
I know you have conned
and you have fooled
too many people
I give you full credit
I don’t know why and
I don’t know how
I can see through you
and your devious plans
when you bat your eyelids
faking to be an angel
I see a wolf
licking lips under a sheepskin
try to find someone
who is more naïve than you are
please don’t insult my brain
or look down upon my wisdom
just because I don’t blow
your cover openly wide and far


Sharmishtha basu
26.12.10

the dancer

her body sways like willows
dancing in the ocean wind
her feet move back and forth
deftly like waves in ocean green
soft sand dances under her feet
ocean waves roll under her toes
moon light pours down
on her ivory silk skin
a graceful form dances nimbly
performs for the ocean only
under the full moon
till the break of dawn.


Sharmishtha basu
29 .12.10

only God in heaven

The melodious strain emitting
from the hearts of human beings
in the form of carol, azan or hymns
flow like rivers of love
demolishing each and every barrier
to reach the deep, tranquil ocean
called by millions of names
some are God, Allah or Khuda.
Let every festival make our souls
reach out for that deep ocean
splashing in our very souls
embrace it with love and gratitude
for blessing us with so many colours
so many ways of remembering, loving
the only one God above in heaven.


Sharmishtha basu
27 .12.10

changing colours

changing colours of festivals
early memories
when festival meant celebration
happiness, fun, new dresses
gifts, crackers and treats
waiting all the year
for the hand-counted minutes.

slowly enjoyment takes backseat
spiritualism seeps in
crackers are replaced by hymns
fun, cheer and laughter watches
while deep sense of peace wins

then comes those days
when only the sense of well being
company of divine reins
all other feelings simmer down
festival becomes union with divine.

a satisfied soul sits with a smile
watches others enjoying things it did.


Sharmishtha basu
27.12.10

Saturday, December 25, 2010

free souls

white floats in green
no chains, no shackles, free souls
followed by trails

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Puppets of fate

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Witch and woman 16.05.2010

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Why did the witch stalked
the ordinary woman
feigning as her friend?
Acting as her foe?

She wanted the king
But the king loved the woman
So she wanted her out of way
That’s why she stalked her.

Why did she not simply wooed
Why did she had to play tricks?
Her black soul showed her the way
Of treachery in place of love.

Why did she pretended as a man?
And wooed her rival?
She wanted to trick her away
From her prey the king.

Why did she not stop that game?
When she had her prey in her web?
She was scared if she breaks her heart
She might start to look for the king again.

Why was she trying to make her fall?
For any Tom, Dick or Harry?
To pick the thorn from her path
She wanted her to fall in love.

If she was in love with someone
That meant her web was safe
She could finally forget her
And live her life with her prey.

Sharmishtha basu

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Puppets of fate 16.08.10

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Two fates got tangled
For they swirled around
The same golden sun
Black and white got cursed
To dwell together forever.

No matter how hard white tried
To shake away black
No matter how much black craved
To paint white in black
Fate did not let them succeed.

So they danced together
Matching every step
Like two puppets on a string
Trying to break free
But the puppeteer holds the strings.

So they dance together
Hating each other
Trying to break free
To part their ways
Without success.

Sharmishtha basu

Saturday, April 10, 2010

Single

Single means
Single
Not alone
Not incomplete
Not failure
Not rejected
And certainly
Not ready to mingle.

Single means one
Not zero
It may hold another hand
And become two
Or it may stay as one
Happy and free
Settling mother nature’s score
For overburdening her.