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


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