Subjects of Life…
If Maths is difficult with formulae, Then life is the most difficult aura, If History is an uphill battle with date, Then life is a zigsaw puzzle with a reeling head. If Geography is confusing with lines and maps, Life …
Poems
Refilling My Energy…
I never get tired of being myself, And I never give up easily, I am the best version of myself, And I never lose energy in performing my duty. I keep rambling throughout the day, I keep working with the …
Another Night in Fight…
Another Night in Fight… Mirage of moon shines in the ocean, Whilst heart burns in emotions, Blooms die with fading hues, As life trespasses with no clues. Darkness swallows lights around me, Tears stream down when I think of thee, …
Jail Like Room…
I am all alone in my jail like room, Watching the pelting rain and missing the moon, Stars are absent today in my attendance, As I keep watching clouds in my grievances. Only rain sings sadly falling in the drain, …
I Am A Star Hunter…
I Am A Star Hunter… Let me pluck a star for you this twilight, And gift you the love of galaxy, Illuminating thy heart with its light, That is so profound and heavenly. I see you in every twinkle of …
Thee, My Mother…
Thee, My Mother… In the depth of my mother’s eyes, I envisage the universe and the sky, Her smile keeps revolving around the clock, Gently fondling me amid her eternal love. Her fragile hands keep serving me the best, Gently …
An Oceanic Wave of Love
An Oceanic Wave of Love… As the western horizon swallows the blazing sun, My emotions float on the never-ending ocean, The nostalgic feeling creeps deep down my heart, As the ocean cuddles and kisses the bosom of the earth. I …
The Escapade
When the baobab split and gave life to spirits that wander among our drooling huts, Olu had our umbilical cords strapped to his girdles. When the dew coughed and spewed forth blood upon the craggy Hills and blessed the flowering …
Ramble – A Poem
Ramble…
As I ramble down your heart,
I found another wondrous earth,
Occupied with lush green grasses,
Amid humming rhythm of bees akin to brass.
On the memory lane of your peaky mountains,
I ramble with the shower of fountains,
Caressing the buds of Lily, Rose and Jasmine,
Wanting to cuddle with warming sunshine.
The garden of thy heart is vaster than the sky,
For my blurry eyes,
To get hold of another end,
As it continues on meanders and bends.
I keep rambling along the drumming rivers,
With company of rattling leaves of quiver,
Singing the melody with the tempo of birds,
Mating lustrously with those coy spring buds.
For thy love I will keep rambling down the street,
As my admiration for you fleets,
In every verse of mine I bleed,
The purity of adoration akin to the sleet.
©® Bagawath Bhandari
WIP ADMINISTRATOR
BHUTAN
Poem: Look at the ocean
Tides and waves, Hitting the shores, Drenching the sand and the feet that stand on it. With eyes on the blue infinitude, And mind on clouds, I look at the ocean. A mirror holding the image of the sky above. …