SHOBANA

It's the month of poetry and I'd like to share this poem with you. On Love When I sought love I knew It smelled of roses Fragrant and sweet When I followed its scent I found you. On Life A flower sprouted within the cracks of a sidewalk Not many noticed it But it withstood its ground Just like me it fought for survival Not the rain nor the blistering sun could destroy its resolve to find the strength to stand upright and live. For it knew the day it showed its weakness and let the rain drown or the sun desiccate and if it drooped to the ground the will to fight will end. Through its resilience a bee did find the sweet nectar  and the cracked form of the ground  radiate beauty. That gorgeous flower that sprang from the cracks one day caught the eye of a photographer and was soon acclaimed As the formidable Flowered pawn. Have a great month of April. Live & Let Live! shobana

In conjunction with International Women's Day celebrations this March, A Pearl of Wisdom was published in Rhyvers Beat Magazine, India. Here's the link: https://rhyvers.com/rbmarch24 Here's the poem for your kind reading. Thank you. A Pearl of Wisdom  I thought the world was my oyster until I learned that oysters lived in a shell,  and formed pearls, priceless, in seclusion.  The sands camouflage the oysters,  Within, the pearl, their clasp,  Wary of the dangers from men,  Who might they be that steal from the bosom of their crest?  Alas, what does it benefit the sand,  when the pearl is left hidden,  and has no worth if unseen,  By the men who seek priceless treasures?  One day, I saw a shiny white pearl,  Glistening under the bright rays of the sun,  Oh, I thought, even the rays shine their radiance,  Upon seeing the magnificent setting of a lost pearl.  The shell lay forgotten and lost its presence, even with ...

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0CVRNRZVL Soulful Rhapsody: Step into a world where each note is a heartfelt expression, and every melody weaves a tale of love and longing. "Soulful Rhapsody" is not just a collection of poems; it's a symphony of emotions, an ode to the enduring power of love. Innamorare  The Italian prudent in a small town in Italy  Tells us his story  A tale about his lost love  So callously  Slipped through His fingers.  He’s caught in a tirade Of wishful thoughts  Innamorare he declares Is both a curse and a bane  A malevolent affection  One he foresees  As a misfortune.  Would he perhaps be right?  Not even the picturesque setting  Before where he rests His weary feet  From his long fatigued travails  In search of his  Wandering thoughts  Gone astray just as his lost mind  Has reduced him to madness  For a woman’s sweet love.  Ah, he sees her now among the clouds  A t...