Siblings Poems

(Dedicated to you, my Brothers and Sisters)

Powerful words,
Truthful words,
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(Dedicated to in vitro fertilization victims...)

I - the tiny embryo
defiantly -
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Gowri was the name given to her,
Gorgeous white Pomeranian,
Black eyes bright like
Black berries ripe,
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You were my very first friend
With sunlit yellow hair,
which directly complimented my dark mane
We were a pair, uniquely different...
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O Maker of this universe! ! ! ! !
Sought in silence, prose and verse!

Teach me Lord to sing Thy Praise
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December is here with Christmas beckoning at the door
He saw every house bright with many a lamp
And the whole streets illumined with colorful lights and stars
But his tiny hut looked dismal n’ dark like a prison camp
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When I shall cease to breathe the vital air

The news will spread like a wild fire
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As an owl picked out the fixed Star
A break in the clouds, a ray of hope
Washing her hands of muddled,
Many-sided habit of mind
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His posture
From so many years
Holding his robe with one hand
Is odd.
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You can see him standing tall a statue
amidst the sea in kanyakumari
right at the bottom of india
He was a poet who wrote short verses
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Being I am..
a child of Adam
as on the day
I, intented to step out
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Photo 1
Baby sits
with diapered bottom
against gritty linoleum
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It's more than fifty
years now she's been gone.
She went to heaven and
left us all alone.
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Bharati Nayak evokes a whole world of natural consciousness, nature's appraisals and emotional bonds in her poems, nurturing each with unique personal care. The love for words, their strangely satiating pleasures and pains are transitions between her thoughts and her beautiful expressions. I found different layers and dimensions in each poem. Her very first poem 'I' tells about her conviction to remain etched in time's history with her poignant verses for generations to come, long after she is gone. If one has read the story or seen Satyajit Ray's 'Pather Panchali' can relate well to her poem 'A letter to Appu with love from Durga' where she beautifully narrates the bond between siblings, and Durga's soulful reminiscing. 'Oh Life'is a conversation of the poet with life, her observation and sensitivity impressed me very much. She begets her verses from fire and from ashes, unmoved by detractors or believers, confident of her perception and evocation.
Poems of immense depth, soft melody, spontaneous flow and personal style makes Bharati's collection 'Words Are Such Perfect Traitors' a must read for all those who love poetry.
Nandita Samanta
Poet, Author, Artist, Reviewer
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Dr. Albert Einstein spent the last ten years of his life,
As a Crusader of peace and disarmament.
He passionately voiced his concern about Atom bomb.
In a dinner at New York Astor Hotel, in December 1945,
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Many friends do I have
How do I describe them
As I am what I am
Because of them
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Somewhere here
can, I smell
strongly, its presence
at a distance of
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They usually say
You are not that pretty
Short flat nose
Wrinkled face
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Memories of childhood prattle sweet,
Strange, funny utterances incomplete;
Toddling walk on the faltering feet,
Falling down, the same to repeat.
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When did my journey begin?

Do I remember?
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On a dark and gloomy night
Alice lies within her mind
Trapped in Sam's bind
who tormented her mind
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I am glad there is you
In my life
My dear siblings
I know how much you love me
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I got you God
In my life
And I am glad
That you are the one
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That is who I am
I am one of my
Father's child
He is the one that
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There was a coming war
It was knocking at the front door,
Politics was in control
Which burned the very soul.
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Rakhi is a bond of love and care,
Which siblings every year share.
Rakhi's tie, love takes flight,
Siblings' bond shining bright.
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An innocent soul-solo,
All set-to help and follow.
Yet siblings with hearts so shallow-
Proceed to the satanic hallow!
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My Mother gave me life, joy, she cared for me and my siblings. A heart of love, and through my childhood was always there to pick me up. She weathered many storm's, as she lay in the hospital bed, her blue eyes opened for the last time, and for me it was a great loss, through a pool of tears, I tried to understand why? After twenty two years, that thought is very much with me. It all comes down to love.
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On this National Siblings Day, we celebrate,
The bond that we share, so strong and great,
For in each other, we find our support,
Our confidants, and our favorite cohort.
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Big sis is simply trying to
Take time in the hammock alone
Here at home in Lincoln Park Zoo.
She's hoping for a quiet zone.
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