Biography of Savita Tyagi
I was born and raised in India. After my marriage I came to U.S. It wasn’t until my children grew up that I turned back to my love of reading and writing again. This time medium was a foreign language- English. Though I mostly write in English I still love to read Hindi and also our ancient Sanskrit poetry. To this day this ancient as well as new age poetry draws me with same passion. This fusion and enrichment some time reflects in whatever little I have been able to write and share with you. I am very thankful to everybody who has taken time to read my poems. With out your support I couldn't have done it. A big thank you to all who encouraged me to keep writing with their wonderful comments.
I also have a blog 'When Thoughts Get Wings.'
Savita Tyagi's Works:
Sitting On The Wellhead
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Savita Tyagi Poems
A Poet's Heart
He had a poet's heart When he melted with pain at the sight of a wounded bird Like an ice cube melting in summer's heat The helpless eyes of grieving bird's mate
Night is stygian sans of stars Dark mood shares kinship With black sky of new moon Moon's jubilant child I am shedding
In A World Of Poetry
Loved to write as far back as memory goes Without any thought for a verse to compose Poetic expressions of innate creativity
Sometime I wish I had a piano In a long list of wishes may be another addition Or if my pen was a piano key On lazy afternoons of summer
Powers Lie In Us
Endowed with knowledge we Acquire the power of a counselor. Cultivating equanimity we
A Thank You Note To My Fellow Poets
Close to holidays these are my few thoughts of Gratitude and delight that poets and poetry ignite. It is like a visit to and from a dear friend of graceful beauty
Disconnect & Connect
In languid surroundings A sense of disconnect takes over I sit in aimless complacency Time floats away in blue sky.
Fragrance of love pervades alike The breath of young, old and senile In heart full of emotions, like sky full of cloud A glance, a wink, a flattery of word
How do you reason with a thought Learned in haste; Work smart not hard! How do you reason with impatient youth? Wisdom of time is the lesson not taught in
Random Thought Xvl
I look at life's happenings And it feels like hell is ready to jump on. With a glare I put on my fighting gloves.
Who Am I And What Do I Seek?
Who am I? A drop of water A wave in ocean A speck of dirt
Once Upon A Time
Once upon a time I was innocent Once upon a time I was happy Once upon a time spring came Once upon a time the flowers bloomed
We Are Being Watched
This is such a creepy and weird feeling Unsuspecting innocent hearts Being watched Not by police or bandits
Time To Look In The Mirror
'The entire world already knows That we water- boarded the prisoners' The entire world also knows that Our police shot the unarmed man
Morning Walk In Spring
Bradford pear petals
Making a carpet on earth
I have a queen's walk.