Book Launch

I am delighted to share with you the launch of my poetry book ‘OF SILHOUETTE WORDS AND MOONFLOWERS’ .This is my first book and it is an attempt to showcase the myriad hues of life .

Of Silhouette Words & Moon flowers  explores life silhouetted in expression , existence and experience.

The Silhouette is  a part of us, beings of day and night  , so succinctly described by Zara Ventris “I am the child of the Moon, being raised by the Sun, in a world walked by the stars and a sky drawn with flowers”.

Words , are eternal voyagers  in time, bearing  our feelings and emotions, steadfast in their loyalty to us.

Moon flowers are known to glow just like the full moon, they hold the meaning of the mysteries of the intuition , the mystical movement of the stars and moon, and are symbols of delicate femininity. 

“The moon has dripped gold onto us, from all of the nights that we laid awake under the stars , dreaming with our hearts and singing with our souls.”, these words by Emily Marie so aptly capture that essence I have tried to portray in this book.

There are five themes in this book . Paper Boat Trails  seeks to highlight the fascination and delight paper boats evoke with earthy metaphors  endeavouring  to look beyond the mists of reality.

There is a hearty welcome awaiting in my  imaginary land, In The Land of “Things to Write”  which talks about in as many poetic words, the writer’s block , stories of letters ,the frustrations and joys of writing.

Words Are Me  is an effort to bring out the light, joyful and sombre side of us.

Then there is the dark side of life, The Grey Twilight ,  that seeks to explore the other world and its shadowy undertones.

I have taken up Time as a theme to portray it’s permanence in our existence and the myriad ways it shows up in our lives.

These poetry works are an attempt to showcase fascinating hues of life with humour, truth and understanding.

This poetry book , seeks to enthuse thoughts and emotions , being forged from a woman’s perspective on life and love, with  silhouettes of words interspersed with the magical light of the elements as symbolised by the moon flowers.

 

It is this thread of magic interwoven in our lives

that makes us search for our own stars

walking in moon dust and star sun shine

painted  a little in the glow of moonflower blooms

for all of us are in the playgrounds of grief and joy.

 

 

I hope you enjoy reading the poems as I did enjoy writing them.

It is available on Smashwords ,Kindle ,Amazon, Flipkart and Zorba books.

Check it out and order your copy today.

KOMAL GUPTA ( tejaswiniaura)

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Logjam

It would it would not

it should it should not

cavern circles

dark abysses

the line would not turn around

the thought line

short sharp

ever so maligned

pretty bow wrapped

stellar shine

so round round

the thought line travels

slow low brow

careful to slice no more

hearts hands

inside the surreal human mind

unmarked depths

that are ready to explode.

 

 

Thought think. …

I think of …

possibilities and impossibilities. ..

turn in the churn….

put it on the back burn….

laugh and smile. ..

I hardly know why….

today is another day….

say as it comes to be said. ..

tread as it is to be tried. ..

hold on as it to be true. ..

be you. ..

not alright …?

never mind. …

any effort made is worth the try…

sing along….shout to the skies…:)

Be my own….

In the chaos of the thoughts. ..

that race unwittingly. …

or conivingly…

in the chasms of this mind….

I try to sidestep…

walk away….

and so fail…

the trails fade silent…

and so seethingly steadily…

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In the race to remember. …

what else is there to disown…

for all that I have known. ..

walk besides me….

be always there. ..

as this  turmoil now…

begins to have a life of its own. …

I cannot face it alone…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Paper lives…

Paper lives,written and rewritten..

come on to their own….

when sitting by alone…

the words seek meaning…

when not understood…

years pass in the torment….

of what was written …

what could not be erased…

time says yet again…

move on, line by line…

find your little space…

in my sunshine…