Biography of Green Peace
I'm an ardent lover of books. I love scribbling poems, painting, dancing and making new friends.
Poetry has always been my passion since childhood and I wanted to see my name in this succulent genre of literature.Poetry is my highest pleasure and I've scribbled poems about nature, man, feminism, metaphysics, ontology, beauty etc. Emily Dickinson, Wordsworth, Arun Kolatkar are my top priorities.
Total Articles Published 730 (seven hundred)
Myriad poems and articles were published in many English newspapers like:
‘The Indian Express’, ‘The Maharashtra Herald’, ’The Times of India’, ‘Asian Age’ from 1996
to 2004, few of them are ‘The Birth of Christ, ’ ‘Pets Parlour’, ‘The World is her Oyster’.
Poems like ‘Unconscious Walls’ was published in ‘Poet’, July 2004 (an International
Journal) and ‘Generation Gap’ published in ‘Replica’ April –June 2005 (a National Journal)
‘Growing Up Once Again’, ‘On Getting A Tsetse’s Sting’ were published in ‘Women’s Era’ Feb
2004 (First Issue) & June 2005 (Second Issue) respectively
Green Peace's Works:
The Muse In My Salad Days.
Green Peace Poems
A New Road
different roads to reach'Him' ample ways to meet the 'Gateway' all vehicles in heavy momentum on the move attaining dignified dignity
Money can buy costumes but not beauty Money can buy idols but not devotion Money can buy books but not wisdom and knowledge Money can buy bed but not rest and sleep
A Tribute To Mother Teresa
A helping hand, To the emancipated, To the hated, To the poor,
All That Makes A Difference.............
Different roads, different countries Different cultures, different customs Different rites, different rituals Different lingua franca, different food
Friendship is like a bunch of flowers tied together, Happiness and solitude for some auspicious moments rather. Friendship bears the sorrows and happiness of two souls, It also bears misfortunes and disasters in various moulds.
At Sixes And Sevens
Somewhere decorum, somewhere pandemonium Somewhere parsimony, somewhere bleeding heart Somewhere love, somewhere hatred Somewhere revenge, somewhere forgiveness
A New Wonderland
No more mosquito sucks or dog bites Fear of the approaching leopard that tears the flesh Or any threat of a dense forest or cathedral Want to remain undisturbed, silent
At The Butcher's Shop
Was standing at the butcher's shop Saw the butcher slaying the legs Shrieks --- Blood --- Redness--- Anger --- Cruelty -- Death ---
Like to watch the changing shapes of the clouds Of the moon merging in the blue cloudless canopy the detachment and yet the attachment feeling that dawns indescribable silvery its beauty
the salvation sublimated the attractions have annihilated the belongingness merged into wholeness the shadows of my dark desires converged into a gargantuan ocean-
Who Am I?
Who am I? So happy but shy Can I not hide my good deeds And confess the sins I have committed?
Figures Of Speech In Fiction
Be as wise as serpents, as harmless as doves Where let the edifice of life be pity, mercy and love. Life is a bubble Entangled with thorns and troubles
Nature is bestowed with diversity A diversity which has certainty The sun shines and the birds sing And the orioles fly with golden wings
You Are Precious
Dear beloved teachers, you are as sweet as honey! Never can we buy your kindness with money. You care for us from childhood to teenage, And your love grows by the ages.
I love my balloon
My big balloon
My blue balloon
My ball balloon.
How playful it is
Without it something I miss
The joy, the gaiety
The buoyancy and elasticity.