Biography of Bharati Nayak
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.
Bharati Nayak's Works:
1) Padma Paada- meaning Lotus Feet - a collection of devotional poems in native Odia language
2) Words Are Such Perfect Traitors- A collection of English poems published in 2016
Bharati Nayak Poems
I Speak Not
I speak not As I feel Speaking is not essential Silence speaks for itself
Searching For A Name
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
I Am In My Mother's Eyes
Oh Mother I am That daughter of yours Who you see
A Music Is Made
What and how Can I define And give a meaning When I look
Where was I? I rose from null And one day Vanish into void
Though winged I am caged I flutter my wings As if to fly
Shall I Wait Till I Understand Pablo Ner...
Perchance I happened to meet One editor of a newspaper big In conversation I told him About my interest in writing
Words Are Such Perfect Traitors
They rise in me Like large waves Overpowering me I surrender to them
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
A Day For Myself
My life sails Pass by, the days, months and years Who keeps their records?
A Love Song
Dear I love you But ÝOU' are not you YOU'' are that beauty
Poetry Writes, Poetry Reads, Poetry Live...
Inspired by poem of Daniel Brick'—‘'Du Fu Visits Anne Yun'' Your visit to Anne Yun So special
Bou (Oh Mother} What a beauty there In your vermillion smeared face
Oh Tree Don't cry As you are alone In this concrete jungle
Searching For A Name
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
And refers me
As Mr.Z's wife
I became a mother
They call me as someone's mother
I brought home