Poetry
Published: 04:23 PM, 13 August 2021
Two poems by Deepika Singh
My rebirth
Time favored bestowed with happiness,
And I build the kingdom of hope.
But life stab and crumble me again and again,
My voice is choked, tongue tied up.
Went through innumerable dark nights .
The softest heart bruises the deepest.
The walls witnessed my pathos,
But life goes on.
I was like a caged bird,
Poetry gave me wings to fly.
You gave me beacon of hope,
You rewired my entire DNA,
A renewal of new ME.
You crafted me, you nurtured me.
Poetry sanitized my mind,
And evoked my ink.
I woke up like a Tigress.
And roar like a Lionesses
My words are my weapons now.
Which my mates adore
And my foe abhor.
Wanderlust to Assam
Life in Assam is like a holiday,
Serene and peaceful life
Welcome to my land of 'Red rivers and blue hills'
Garland of lofty hills
Mighty Brahmaputra fulfills our thirst
Wrapped with lush greenery
Ah! the panoramic view of morning tea gardens
And the carpet paddy fields
Gives you divine rapture
My land was once ruled by lionhearted Sukapha and Lachit Borphukan,
Which have stories galore
That electrifies our body
Blessed my land to cradle virtuous Sankardev
Who added colors to my dear Assam
Auspicious sound of 'Doba' and ' Borkanh' from Namghar makes the aura divine
The advent of 'Bihu' drives us crazy
Majuli is our jewel, one horn rhino is our pride and 'Muga silk' adds to its shine
A nest for colorful tribes
Always humble and dressed with a smile
Untouched land is still unexplored
Step your feet and become mesmerized.
- Deepika Singh is an Assamese poet
