Biography of Arti Chopra
I was born in Jammu in the beautiful state of Jammu and Kashmir.I had my college education in Delhi whereafter I got married and became a primary teacher.
I started writing poetry as a hobby while posted to different places in India, but took it up more seriously, when I had more time on my hands posted in the beautiful country Turkey.
The scenic beauty of Kasmir and Turkey always have been my underlying motivation to write about the beauties of nature.
Nothing moves me more than Nature in all its glory and my poetry seeks to crystallize my admiration in words.
I thank God for being so kind in bestowing me this gift, whereas I can express my feelings to the best of my ability
Arti Chopra Poems
Beautiful Blue Eyes
Her deep blue eyes shine with the beauty of her soul, A life lived in honesty and
Sweet Memories Of Childhood
sweet memories of childhood, came to me like a soft breeze, memories that bought a smile to my lips, memories that tickle and tease.
Im Proud To Be An Indian
Ive travelled many countries met people white, black, yellow and brown Ive seen several beautiful locales but my India wins the crown....
How Much Do You Love Me
I look at you and think, do you love me even half as much as I do? every thought every moment is filled with only you..
Love On The Beach
just hold my hand, love lead me to heaven under the stars by the side of the sea,
What Is Beauty
beauty they say is being fair of face beauty is unexplainable its everywhere, at everyplace
A World Without Women
(written in celebration of women's day......) No one to reassure your fears No one to wipe your tears
marriage is the flame you have to cup in your hands and protect it lest ugly winds
Family Reunion....A Thanksgiving Prayer
the house is almost full, the rooms abound with chatter, little feet are pattering away finally, the time that does matter,
The Master Weaver
the tapestry of my life, was woven with many coloured threads, and soon emerged a picture, full of whites greens yellows and reds
Just A Housewife
I am just a housewife, no mean feat I put food on the table, for my family to eat nourishing wholesome meals, cooked with a mother's touch,
Lost In The Woods
The woods beckon So green So deep nature has woken
Its Darkest Before Dawn
its darkest before dawn so remember when you are driven to the depths of despair
I stare into the fire it signifies my desire leaping creeping and all red flames,
Things That Move Me
So so many things move me..
in amazing things
the sun sinking slowly,
on a pink cloud's wings,
the leaves shining clean,
after the first monsoon rain,
the smile of a child,
who has never known life's pain,