The Song, a poem by Anoucheka Gangabissoon at Spillwords.com

The Song

The Song

written by: Anoucheka Gangabissoon

 

One whiff,
Only one,
Of the fragrance of the white rose
That had been offered to me by the smiling angel
And my perception of life changed!

No more was I to deem myself as a human,
Rather, I would now be
A song,
Powerful and beautiful,
As to heave up waves so high
That they would touch the tip of the moon
And even douse stars down, giving the night sky
An eerily dark look!

Yes,
A song, which I made sure
Was sung by each and everyone on Earth
Even echoed in their hearts and
Booming in their souls
A song, yes,
A song making of life
A celebration in itself
A celebration, during which,
Love gets its meaning
And the ticking of the hands of the wall clocks
Brings about the essence of ecstasy
For the purpose of existence
Gets well spelled out
In its lyrics!

It was only one whiff
And it was more than enough
To lift me up above those white silent clouds
That adorn our blue skies
Yes,
One whiff of that white rose
Only one
And pain becomes a memory,
Meant to be revered as one of the toughest
That stood and fought bravely
Against my need of finding happiness on Earth!

Anoucheka Gangabissoon

Anoucheka Gangabissoon

Anoucheka Gangabissoon is a Primary School Educator in Mauritius. She writes poetry and short stories as hobby. She considers writing to be the meaning of her life as she has always been influenced by all the great writers and wishes to be, like them, immortalized in her words. Her works can be read on poetrysoup and she had also appeared in various literary magazines like SETU, Different Truths, Dissident Voice, In Between Hangovers Press, WISH Press, Tuck’s Magazine, Blue Mountain Review, among others. She has also been published in Duane’s Poetree and also in two anthologies for the Immagine and Poesia group. Her poems are often placed in free online contests.
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