Bharati Nayak

Bharati Nayak Poems

I speak not
As I feel
Speaking is not essential
Silence speaks for itself

I was born to a home
Where every body calls it Mr.X's home
I was married to a Home
Where everybody calls it Mr.Y's home

What and how
Can I define
And give a meaning
When I look

My life sails
Pass by, the days, months and years
Who keeps their records?

I love you
But ÝOU' are not you
YOU'' are that beauty

Oh Mother
I am
That daughter of yours
Who you see

Perchance I happened to meet
One editor of a newspaper big
In conversation I told him
About my interest in writing

Though winged
I am caged
I flutter my wings
As if to fly


Where was I?
I rose from null
And one day
Vanish into void

They rise in me
Like large waves
Overpowering me
I surrender to them

Ah! It is not rainy season
From where fell
The rain drops!
It is thirsty Summer

Oh Tree
Don't cry
As you are alone
In this concrete jungle

The days were waiting for you to come
Flowers were waiting to blossom
The breeze was waiting to caress the lovely branch
The roads were waiting for your feet to touch

Why does my spirit make a nose dive
Why should someone try to degrade me
I have every right to make myself happy
Engrossed in my writing world of creativity

When too many negative thoughts cloud my mind
When darkness seems to torture and torment
When I can not see a road ahead
When heart becomes gloomy with unbearable pains


Sitting on clouds,
Floats my dream.
Blown by winds,
From place to place,

I am put on the table
In the corner of your room
I smile my flowers
In different colors.

Sea, Sky and Fire

Me, the earth
You see my beautiful face
The beautiful sky and greeneries
Lovely flowers and sweet chirping birds

Inspired by poem of Daniel Brick'—‘'Du Fu Visits Anne Yun''

Your visit to Anne Yun
So special

Bharati Nayak Biography

Born in the year 1962, I hail from Odisha, an eastern state of India.I always consider myself wannabe poet, though I have already published two poetry collections - one in my native language Odia and the other one in English.I am not a student of literature, but writing is my hobby and passion.I was a regular contributor to my school magazines.I sincerely believe that pen is mightier than the sword.When I browse through poems I very often want to read the Biography of the poet.The biography, the background of the poet gives insight to understand his/her poem.The factors like gender, religion, schooling, family history, education and his culture etc get reflected in his writings.When I do not find a Bio in the Poet; s page, I get disappointed.On Poem Hunter many are writing in their pen name or pseudo names for various reasons.It poses difficulty for the reader to understand his writings.Like I wanted to read Bio of other poets, Other readers may also like to read my Bio.So I decided to submit on this page. I am married and have 3 children.I have a Masters degree in Political Science from Utkal University, Bhubaneswar. My schooldays were spent in Cuttack, my parental home. Poem Hunter has brought me closer to many kind and learned people around the world.I will always remain grateful to this amazing site and all friends across globe. I truly feel myself a global citizen.Thanks to all readers, friends and commentators for your kind support in my poetic journey.)

The Best Poem Of Bharati Nayak

I Speak Not #153 In Top 500 Poems On 15th July 2021

I speak not
As I feel
Speaking is not essential
Silence speaks for itself
Even eyes speak
Speak thousand words my quivering lips
Unsaid words travel million miles
Sun speaks
Moon speaks
Speaks the thunderstorm
When hearts meet
Mouth says no words
Only the closeness knows
How louder is the heart
When it beats
Beating the loudness of sea-roars.

Bharati Nayak Comments

Souren Mondal 17 February 2016

If it were upto me to describe Bharti, I would call her a singer and not a poet.. Her poems show a magestic sense of simplicity and can be sung. For the past many months since I have been here, I have had the good fortune to read her poems and have always felt a beautiful sensation, a kind of an aesthetic pleasure that one would derive only from those works of pure art that are sublime... In short, sweet, splendid, and sublime - these are the adjectives that best suit Bharti Nayak's poetry.. If you read her poems once, you shall be back for more.

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Fabrizio Frosini 24 April 2016

In Italian: Bharati è una bella Signora e Poetessa di squisita sensibilità, che padroneggia l'arte della poesia con le sue sapienti capacità, così da formulare splendidamente, attraverso la parola, le sue raffinate emozioni. In English: Bharati is a fair Lady and Poetess of exquisite sensibility, who commands the art of Poetry through her skilful ability, so as to express beautifully, through the Word, her refined emotions. _____________________________________________ Next Anthology, dear Bharati, will be a surprise to many..! ;) Cheers Fabrizio

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Raj Vikram 24 January 2016

Truly a poet of heartwarming honesty....Magic with words

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Unnikrishnan E S 27 April 2016

Very rarely do we find such beautiful poetry.

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Sayeed Abubakar 11 January 2016

Bharati Nayak is one of my favorite poets. She speaks in her poems from within her heart. Pure poems come from heart, not from head.

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Bharati Nayak 17 June 2023

Reply @Pravat Kumar Sahoo to his comment dated 17th June 2023-Thank you so much for liking my poems and keeping track of them.Yes, it took me great effort to understand the new format of PoemHunter.

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Prabhata Kumar Sahoo 17 June 2023

Silence speaks for itself- but, you r not silent.I am not able to contact due to change in this site.YOUR poems are quite good to read.

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Prabhata Kumar Sahoo 30 April 2023

Absolutely! Silence is the best speaker in the world, I opine so Bharati Mam.

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Bharati Nayak 02 January 2023

Why I can not post any new poem on Poem Hunter? Do Admins at PH will guide me?

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Bharati is right. I was trying to post a poem since morning.

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Bharati Nayak Quotes

Poems are writ in heart without words- - we try to express them in words through poetry- -But can we ever really find the right words for the poetry in heart?

I am a piece of pebble Very ordinary Lying on the road side You passerby Perhaps Took a fancy Picked me up Perhaps You found Some color and beauty And so Took me With you Beauty lies In your eyes I am just a pebble Very ordinary Oh passerby! !

Love in its purest form is divinity and divinity in its earthly form is love.

Being opinionated is like a closed room where no free light or refreshing wind can enter.

The secret of happiness is lying within you and you have to decode it.

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