Let bowl along journeys which promise, Unscathed joy and delight with grace, Blest people overwhelmed with aches, Didn't know truth of glasses that fazed. Animated tours round the way to life, Didn't comprehend the price of smile, So towing moments along by our hands, We celebrate fun and forget the vile.

Ankita R. Devi

FERVOUR If I swing my treads and shape withdraw, As I crush the burdened afternoon lanes, If I trade settled steps for a playful flaw, And slowly drift with the uncertain rains, Would I own view of bare seraphic eyes, Whose glimpse fair recollections convey? I wonder longing oft at the stifling skies, Whether we'd meet just one mile away;

Ankita R. Devi

A SONNET FOR MY MOTHER Roseate lights govern my desolate ways, They lead my visions through brimful rue. When cold currents blur my feeble blaze, The solar warmth lends me a lustre anew. In the wondrous climes that ecstasy bear, My soul flares up like a shining coral sea. When I strike crestfallen notes of despair, The serene glow melts it into one melody. As I stare at colossal night sky brilliance, I think of how pure their gleam must be, When their source is so diviner, and hence, I pay my tribute to the becalmed energy. Glistens in my spirit the brightest flame, That light is backwards spelt her name.

Ankita R. Devi

Paint a masterpiece when eyes still do, Our footprints in the dark wither away, Because all we got is whimsical wheels, Stars too in the end dwindle one day.

Ankita R. Devi

If only wonders were fair  I'd fancy one prospect best, About evanescing into air As if clad in a limpid vest, When I'd let escape a snap Or when lips drew a sway, Each eyelid would overlap And lo— I'd vanish away. 

Ankita R. Devi

Born as an error of human, We're jolly beings ineffable, Crashed at this place of you, We'll never be more auroral. You melt sifting through life, I'd drink you up ephemeral.

Ankita R. Devi