Monday, August 8, 2011

Seema Gupta (English poem )"Wishing to Float"

"Wishing to float"

I wish to float rather than walk
along with treasure of your lovable talk

when I rest my head against your chest
those moments seem heavenly and best

my desires guarded with your existence
my fantasies enriched with your presence

you are a lovelore engraved in my mind
your soft touches and whispers I always find

you entered in my life like a mystry Unfold
filled my life with joys, everlasting and untold.

Since I wish to float…wish to sweep my feet
dancing in your arms ,listening to your beat

Friday, June 3, 2011


"Share of my heart"

Beyond the eternity of time,

someone unknown , never met

I have discovered you from the

hidden treasure miles and miles away

beyond thinking and imaginations

I feel the fragrance of your entity

in my heart soul and body

where I find privilage to

feel you as share of my heart........

always in my heart in every beat of it

between cold wind of lonely nights

i feel floating on rainbow and clouds

with flickring stars in my palm

moonlight showering around and

fantasy of this cumbersome view

provides me musical chorus of your words

I take a moment to listen to you .....

and in respond I whisper in horizon

All the good wish from my heart

to Share of my heart...

to share of my heart.....

Monday, April 18, 2011


'Desert woman'

She is born with the

silent language of desert and winds

engraved in her soul and

every night stairing towards the sky

fighting with her own guesses

which she made to catch the star

her beloved was following

to reach his destination

she sends her wishpers

along with tender kisses

placing on the wings of wind

believing the wind would surely

travel far and far away

to transfer her kisses

with her passionate message

of longingness to her beloved

she lives in fire

of endless waiting moments

with flood of stroms in her eyes

and suffers moments of blazing coals

as horrible pain

with a desperate desire

to rest in his strong arms forever

she try's to gather

dews of her evaporating deep breaths

and create imaginary of being

beside him peeping in his eyes

she never know

her wait would end or not

But she know one thing

she is a desert woman

and with flux of stone body

she would be waiting till her last breath....