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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 4 września 2013

MISUNDERSTANDING

Dark clouds of depression
loomed in her mind,
followed by long sighs,
accompanied by sobs.
Few minutes later,
came a heavy downpour
of salty water,
continuing for an hour.
The clock ticked
and as the cell beeped,
a smile peeped
through the wet cheeks.
Had she gone out of her mind
or was there a reason for it?
A misunderstanding?
A coincidence, that's it!
The name announced on media,
a deceased victim of the blast,
matched with the name
that was close to her heart.
Relief approached
as she answered the beep,
sent to her by one
who was close indeed.

[Published in ‘Indus woman writing’ in September 2013 issue]

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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 22 sierpnia 2013

INTROSPECTION

Through an introspection,
One can analyze any reaction.

Situations remain the same,
But we try to put the blame.

When do we feel good?
When do we behave rude?

When everything goes our way,
We feel good, happy, and gay.

If anything turns turtle,
We become unstable.

Circumstances make us dependent.
But, don’t we like to be independent?

Well, attitude should change,
Evade incidents out of range.

Instead of regulating the outer,
We should try managing the inner.

Controlling outer events and past,
A difficult task, but forgetting is a must.

Contriving the inner-self and thoughts,
Would work wonders and achieve lots.

[Published in 'iBuzzle' on 20 August 2013]

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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 16 sierpnia 2013

STRANGER

My mind was filled
With too many thoughts,
Thoughts of the past,
Thoughts of the future,
Thoughts about my near and dear;
I began to worry,
I was unhappy,
I felt so heavy.
One night, I saw in a dream,
A stranger on a train
Sitting opposite to me
And asking me,
‘Why are you unhappy?’
I was shocked!
Had he the power to read my mind?
He said slowly,
‘Let go everything,
Fix your mind on the Almighty,
Think of Him
And He shall think about you.’
I woke up with a start!
Who was this stranger?
I thought,
Well, let me try.
I let go everything,
Began to think of Him,
My worries disappeared,
I felt so happy and so light!

[Published in 'Poetreecreations' on 15 August 2013]

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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 12 sierpnia 2013

NOT FOR LONG

Bad days do not last long,
One should have patience,
To overcome them all.

As the day ends,
Darkness rules all over,
But not for long.

With the change of seasons,
Winter brings about chill,
But not for long.

Trees shed off leaves,
Appear like dead trees,
But not for long.

Hurdles emerge in life,
Rays of hope seem shadowed,
But never for long.

[Published in ‘Buzzle’ on 8 August 2013
This poem was chosen as "Poem Hunter Member Poem of the Day" on 13 August 2013]

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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 6 lipca 2013

SELF-DEFENCE

Dreams began to wane
as she faced distress
and she proclaimed
there were lots to express.
Physical tortures
day in and day out,
character assassination
by holding doubt,
restrain imposed
on pursuing her career,
severe criticism
for not being fair,
harassment by
demands of dowry
and an heir
on the first delivery.

Her endurance one day
lost the bound
and extreme courage
she finally found.
To get rid
of the evil monster,
she sprinkled pesticide
in a fried lobster.
Hours later,
the neighbours gathered,
'self-slaughter'
they all murmured.
None suspected
it to be a mystery,
'self-defence'
she sighed silently.

[Published in ‘Indus woman writing’ in July 2013 issue]

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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 24 czerwca 2013

THE LOST SMILE

In the corner of her cheeks,
There was a sweet smile.

That reflected her heart’s contentment,
And displayed a horizon of happiness.

A bolt from the blue one day,
Crushed her innocent smile.

Concealed her enthusiasm,
And made her miserable.

Her cheeks now fail to show,
That charming exquisite smile.

Which could perhaps make,
The faint stars twinkle.

Brighten up myriad lamps,
Kindle hope in the heart of a forlorn.

[Published in ‘Buzzle’ on 20 June 2013]

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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 19 czerwca 2013

DANSEUSE

She speaks through her steps,
Dancing and revolving,
Expressing her art,
Going beyond the self,
A bond with the Supreme power,
A complete surrender
Of the mind and the heart,
A performance
Filled with true devotion.

[Published in the 'feelings' column of 'Horizon', the Friday supplement of 'The Assam Tribune' on 7 June 2013]

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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 18 czerwca 2013

NATURE'S LAMENT

Unpleasant feelings veil her
And she laments in agony,
Helplessly observing from the horizon…
Evergreen trees and dense forests
Mercilessly being cut and cleared,
Modern endeavours by humans
Damaging the beautiful environment.
She sheds tears in pain
And makes a silent appeal…
Plant and conserve trees,
Make the surroundings green,
Love Nature, save environment.

[Published: 'Your Space' of the e-journal 'Muse India' on 5 June 2013]

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Geetima Baruah Sarma, 30 maja 2013

THE FALLEN LEAVES

The cold wind knocks,
And the dead leaves fall,
One after another,
And the tree stands revealed.

A song of sadness flows,
Through the solitary branches,
Feelings of loss and destitute,
Alas! No leaves to swing and smile.

The season has arrived again,
And solitude reigns all around,
I feel sad,
When I look at the fallen leaves.

The wide green leaves that,
Once adorned the huge tree,
Are now brown, scattered, lifeless,
As they lie beneath the bare tree.

[Published in ‘Buzzle’ on 30 May 2013]