{"id":35736,"date":"2022-09-30T15:48:56","date_gmt":"2022-09-30T11:48:56","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/?p=35736"},"modified":"2022-09-30T15:48:56","modified_gmt":"2022-09-30T11:48:56","slug":"poems-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/poems-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Poems"},"content":{"rendered":"<h3 style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Prisoner<\/strong><\/h3>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">Deprived of sunshine,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Neither had I crossed the borderline<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Nor had I made<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">A haven mine.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Blank papers are my friends,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">My guide are the quill pens,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">My table makes me race,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">To find solace<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">In all my writings.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Without these papers,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Spreads vainness.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Loneliness forces<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Me and the crazy horse<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Of my mind rushes.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Appearing like a sceptre,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Loneliness is the spectre<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Leaving me dejected,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Sometimes neglected.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Oram, I cursed?<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Not a single entity<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">But only materiality.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">There resides silence<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">And whisper the memories.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">On the paper,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Droplets of rain<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Drip to give condolence<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">For this quietness.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">In the mirror<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Appears no one<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">But my own reflection<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Mocking me with rejection<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">And much abhor.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">The wind lashes out<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">To send me out.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">But here am I a prisoner<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Waiting for my rescuer <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Restrained spaces <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">are my barriers<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Vicious are the glares<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Evil are the intentions <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Yet have some hope.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">From these hindrances<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Will I slope or elope??<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">* * *<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><strong><u>The Course of Love<\/u><\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">The arrow of Cupid<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Pierces the heart,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Renders it humid,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">With strong sentiment.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Not merely a simple word<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">But sets apart a world<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Is the magic of love.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">In the ocean of dove,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Involuntarily the partners dive.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Without it\u2019s waves<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">It is<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Impossible to live.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">His heart sensed<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Her knock<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Yet it hesitated<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">To talk.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">There is a block<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">In my mind<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Where emotions cannot crack<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">In her breath<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Remains his fragrance<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">His true wealth<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Is her eye&#8217;s radiance.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Her innocence<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Is his only truth.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">His presence<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Provides warmth.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Her constant sigh<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Is an evidence<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Of him being alive.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Don\u2019t be heartbroken<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">If one vow<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Is yet to be taken<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Assume we are soulmates<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">As from now.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">* * *<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\"><strong>The letter<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><span style=\"color: #000000;\">The letter<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Reveals the secret<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Of the mind and the hand.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">The receiver<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Unwraps it with zest<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">And enters a dreamland.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">From the letter<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Comes out<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Bubbles heart<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">That burst on the lover<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Leaving an exquisite scent.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">It connects the soul<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">To console<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Both distorted in separation<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Oh, dear letter,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">You\u2019re a uniter!<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">The letter<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Is an invitation<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">And representation<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Of two individuals.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Allowing to join hands<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">It merges enterprises.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">It is the key<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">To profit,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Locked money,<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">For more credit.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">The letter<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Binds the companions<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">With an everlasting string. <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Heralding the beginning of spring<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">It dispels hopelessness<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">With a beam of light<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Bringing a little delight<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Obliging to forget any fight<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Between her and her kinsman.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">And brings relief<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">At night.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Even though humans are changeable <\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">You&#8217;re irreplaceable<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">And adorable.<\/span><br \/>\n<span style=\"color: #000000;\">Oh dear letter! You&#8217;re an informator!<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Shiksha Nundlall<\/strong><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff6600;\">Mauritius Times ePaper Friday 30 September 2022<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Prisoner Deprived of sunshine, Neither had I crossed the borderline Nor had I made A haven mine. Blank papers are my friends, My guide are the quill pens, My table makes me race, To find solace In all my writings. Without these papers, Spreads vainness. Loneliness forces Me and the crazy horse Of my mind [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":418,"featured_media":22507,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[7946],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-35736","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poem"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/Poem.jpg?fit=1175%2C600&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8QzSF-9io","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35736","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/418"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=35736"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/35736\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/22507"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=35736"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=35736"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.mauritiustimes.com\/mt\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=35736"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}