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 beauty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beauty. Show all posts

Saturday, December 25, 2010

we

gazing out the window
of my moving train
a scene filled me with wonder
made my heart ponder.

Another train far away
Was crossing a bridge
on A mighty waterfall
crashing down from hills.

The train looked like a toy
Inching under that cascade
Cascade of pure beauty, power
it looked like so puny and small.

my heart reminded me there
How feeble and weak we are
Against this majestic power
which we call the universe.



Sharmishtha basu
8.05.10

green valley

I lie on my back, flat
Blissfully ignorant of world
Gaze in the crystal clear blue
As it gazes back at me peacefully.

The velvet grass softer than carpet
Stretched under me,
Horizon to horizon
Its leaves tickling my cheek and arms.

The farthest horizons are decked
With snow capped high mountains
Looking up at the sky
Mist envelops them like white gown.

In the distance I see a home
Marble white and dazzling
For a second I feel a pang
A pang of envy towards its dwellers.

Then smile blows away the pang
I reach out to embrace what’s mine
The beauty of nature surrounding me
And close my eyes in happy remembrance.

Monday, November 29, 2010

the deer

flash of gold in green
pile of gold uncovered by man?
a fawn searching mother.

Sharmishtha basu
20.11.10

souls embracing

sun pours down its golden rays
flowers bloom every where
the moment your hands hold
the hand that also cares.

light illuminates your heart
fragrance envelopes your soul
love spreads all around you
wrapping you in its splendid stole.

door of heaven opens wide
you can hear angel’s choir
you can see them sweetly smiling
in your lover’s loving face.

earth wraps a celestial robe
heaven descends on earth below
queen of love rules your soul
showering love on earth below.

every thing becomes candescent
flowers bloom all around you
spreading their heavenly scent
adding in your life their colour.

Sharmishtha basu
1.10.10

red wolf

wicked ruby red wolf
prowling in urban jungle
wanted to eat
blue riding hood alive.

prowling in urban jungle
he plotted a conniving plan
feigning as her friend
he tried to trap her in vain.

he though his plan was perfect
but his plan went sour
his prey saw his marble fangs
glistening inside red 5ilky hood

his plan went sour, he went dour
furious he vowed out loud, clear
he will eat her peace, laughter
all her friends and peers.

he vowed he wont leave a single thing
good, sweet or nice in her life
he swore and howled all night long
all his dark plans disappeared with dawn.


Sharmishtha basu
22.09.10.

Crown of dawn

Burning crown
Of dawn
Pink reflection
Of her brow,
cheeks and lips
on the earth below
Crystal creek
sparkles in red,
Snowy peaks
burn in pink hue
White mist
Twirls her gown
To save its
Pearly glow



Sharmishtha basu
16.09.10
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Tuesday, October 26, 2010

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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red and white 18.09.10
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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

life as rose

life changes like a canvas
picking up colours
from the swirling world
colours we choose.

picking up colours
gorgeous as rainbow
spreading them across
whole life through.

gorgeous as rainbow
sweet as a rose
fragrant and colourful
a picture perfect.

sweet as a rose
smiling in thorns
that will be my life
that or none.

smiling in thorns
taking them in stride
riding every wave
that life sends my way.

Sharmishtha basu
22.09.10

Sunday, September 19, 2010

glory divine

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Colours dancing in the sky
Red, blue, green, yellow, mauve
A sudden streak of white
Swirling, twisting, creating
A painting from divine.

An invisible painter
Grabbing a paintbrush
Plays with all the colours
In the canvas of endless sky
His glory is divine.

The colours swoop down
To touch the trees
Lending them
A moment of glory
As they embrace them close.

Touching the mountains
Rivers and lakes
Sharing their beauty
Happily, wholly
The earth turns in fairy land.

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Aurora 16.09.10
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Heaven
Playing
Light and shadow

A blinding flash
O white
A furious blending
Of purple, red, blue
A soft hue
Of indigo
Dull fire of
Yellow n orange

Earth watches
This performance
Its brilliance.

Sharmishtha basu
16.09.10

Queen of spring

flower fairy

Her tiny wings white as dew
Flutter with joy
As she flies from flower to flower
Waking them up with her soft kisses.

Spending some time with each one
Just before flying off to the next
Her mornings are busy
Spreading joy, happiness and colours.

In the night she comes down
Swinging on the beams of moon
Her paintbrush and palette in hand
She softly wakes up the buds.

She happily paints them in multiple hues
Painting living dreams on petals
Then fills them up with fragrance
And sleeps with them for a while.

Sharmishtha basu
2.8.10
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Queen of spring 7.09.10

Hush behold her
Flying like butterfly
Flower to flower
Blessing them all.

Roses steal ruby hue
From her ruby lips
Violets borrow
Shades of her blue eyes.

Chariots of moonbeams
Carry her down here
Rays of sunbeam
Take her back home.

Fairy of flowers
Queen of spring
Comes down to earth
To scatter fragrant dreams.

Sharmishtha basu
7.09.10

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Raise the curtain

Don’t be shy
Don’t be scared
Reach out
Pull the curtain
Open the window wide.

Let the air gush in
Let the sunshine stream
Don’t worry about some flies
Or some splash of rain
That will follow the freedom.

Look out- greet the real world
With its beauty and sadness
With its riches and poverty
Face the truth
Don’t hide behind a curtain.

Don’t let ignorance blind you
Wrap you under its cloak
Face the world just the way it is
There is so much to love
There is so much to change, if we care.

Sharmishtha basu
16.08.10

Procrastination

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If not now….. 17.08.10

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“Love won’t wait
For too long
To be adored.
It’s a precious jewel
It won’t lie scattered
In the dust for too long.
A knowing eye, a caring hand
Will pick it up to adorn a crown.”

“When your heart yearns
Longs for a special soul
Why wait till eternity?
Till love grows cold?
If not now, then when?
On the day of his funeral?
Or his wedding day to the other
Will you claim your love for him?”

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Procrastination 25.03.2010

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True love Knows
no procrastination
it knows its destination
too well.

Those who think too much
Wait too much
Toy between
The options too much.

Often wake up one day
To see
Love has gone away
Found someone else.

A jewel never
Lies in dust undesired
It soon finds its place
Where it is desired.

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

sleeping

Her world was dark.
Pitch black and choking.
She could not see anything
Not a ray of light therein.

Every morning she heard
A soft, sweet voice calling
“Break free of these chains,
Tear down this wall around thee.”

“Where is the wall? There is none!”
“Look for it, you will find.”
“How can I? It’s so dark inside.”
“Then feel it, the world is waiting.”

She fumbled and fumbled, finally found,
A soft wall tightly enveloping her
She started to tear down that wall
Soon it gave away to her.

She opened her golden petals
One by one spread them around
They enveloped her like a crown
She looked around her and was spellbound.

“Oh this earth is so beautiful.
Why did I not search out the wall before?”
“’Cause every thing happens on time.”
She heard her loving mentor’s sweet voice.


A gorgeous creature softly sat down
On her golden, fragrant petals
It was even more gorgeous than her
A dream sailing around with wings.


Sharmishtha basu
13.02.2010

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

Colourful dreams

she sleeps
a bundle of vibrant colours
sheltered by a fortress
to keep her safe
till the glorious day
when magic wand will touch
her lovely eyes
she will yawn and stretch
spread her gorgeous wings
to sail out of her fort
and enchant the world

Butterfly awakes

Out in the garden,
Roaming around
The little girl complained
“Look at those hairy things,
Killing all our plants.”
“Daddy please kills them!
Before they chew them up all,
Nothing will be left behind.”

“Hun, those hairy, fuzzy things,
Running havoc in the garden,
Will soon bundle up in a ball
Ceasing all the pranks.
When that ball will break open
A beautiful butterfly will be out
Making your garden
A million times more beautiful.”

blue bird

Sing a sweet song
Just for us
Beautiful, playful,
Tiny blue bird
For us to hear
For us to rejoice
To be enchanted
by your sweetness.

Fly high playfully
Touch the blue sky
Let your blue
Mingle with azure blue
A divine sight
For us to see
We who love, adore you
We who care and cherish.

Don’t burden your soul
By heavy thoughts
By hurt, pain, sorrow
They will weigh you down
Steal the sky from you
To soar high
You need a weightless soul
Don’t gather too much weight.

Don’t let the chains
Let wrap themselves
Around your tiny ankles
Chains of cruel words
Chains of harsh words
Break free of them
To fly in the blue sky
Look at it- its calling you.

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.

I saw her

I saw her sitting
Alone in the park bench
Under the twin trees
One red the other golden
With falling leaves.

Her pretty face was beaming
Her eyes were lost in dream
Who was she thinking about
I longed to take a dive
In the pool of those dark eyes.

Thursday, June 17, 2010

climbing

there were moments when I felt
I just cant take a step further
The hill was too steep
The rock too slippery
Hardly any thing to hold on.

I scrambled on all my four
Dragged myself to the top
And stood there mesmerized
Spellbound and hypnotized
As the horizon unraveled.

Majestic mountains standing
Haughtily around me
A silence so deep
I felt I can touch it
No bird no beast was calling.

White clouds in deep blue sky
Were painting their own paintings
I stood there simply gawking
At that scene of lifetime.