Biography of VARSHA SINGH
A Research Scholar, Poet, Translator & Blogger from the city of coal Dhanbad, Jharkhand. Varsha writes in English and Hindi. She has directed few of her poems as films, which are available on Youtube and her blog http: //rainingvoiceofdawn.blogspot.in/ as well.
Presently, she is pursuing her PhD in English Literature & the title of her research is: 'The Midnight’s Grandchildren: Articulating the Postmodern Spirit in English Fiction of India.'
Varsha has a keen interest for theatre & films.
For Varsha, her real inspiration of life comes from her family, friends and most importantly her teacher, who changed her life miraculously.
VARSHA SINGH Poems
The darkness of heart getting much darker
Someone was in my dreams tonight Asking - do you know my plight? I was speechless with fury As there was no sign except me
Bestow Me A Visage (Translated Nazm Of J...
If you adore me by heart sweetheart, keep me warm in your breaths give your melody to my brinks, give your brightness to my eyes,
The curtains of night budged, The voice of dawn revealed I stood gazing all awake The journey of darkness to day! !
A Walk To Remember With You! !
A walk to remember... remember with you, on frosty cliff... at midnight's rift,
Bestower Of My 'samskara'
Dots in my mind... Dots in my soul... Imprints full of life... Life full of imprints...,
The Nature's Return...! !
The gust of dust The filthy smoke The wound of woods In nature's food...!
The Veiled Identity! !
Threads of identity lay bare in thy hands
'I Was Not Your Maiden Touch' (Translati...
I was not your maiden touch neither you my fragrance first... I was never your fortune neither you my milestone,
The Most Known Unknown: My Own Self! !
Did you ever felt the antiquity... the obliqueness... I went through..... in my own self...! !
Rolling waves of screaming days and rustics of anguish
The Truth Of Our Nameless Root!
The drifting dawn Singing sultry song The muddling mood Holding winged world
Repressed desires strolling in depressed Identities Empty emotions
Temptation (Translation Of Vimal Kumar's...
Why is this flaming desire to touch the sky to hold the stars to bathe in river
Ting Of Verve! !
Obscurities rippling rumbling towards
Decayed identities within ruptures
Scathing winds of dooming dusk
Tormenting tides of piking lust
Fading, fainting heart of earth
Waiting for a ting of verve!
- Varsha Singh