Mauritius – Eiravel

The Colours Of Our Dream

That’s the second year that our children won’t chant and glorify in unison our national anthem for the independence day of Mauritius. Things have worsened here, the coronavirus has suddenly spread, and everyday there are more people that are being tested positive. We’ve got the vaccines, but not many people did it in time. So,Continue reading “The Colours Of Our Dream”

My Mom, The Wren

Your smile leads me again to where I began my life,Your gentleness touches me deep, healing my wounds,Your embrace, though am a grown up, cradle me tight,And in this endless night of mine, your bright light looms.Often, I want to creep back within your warm womb,And become again that little baby wiggling inside of you,AsContinue reading “My Mom, The Wren”

Sweet Is Thy Beauty

Tomorrow 12 March is the day where we celebrate the Independence of the republic of Mauritius… but all festivities have been canceled. For 2019 I had written nuance, a poem where I poetically describe the different colors that make up our multicolored flag. But this time I was inspired to write this poem from aContinue reading “Sweet Is Thy Beauty”

A cry For Freedom

A Cry For Freedom (I hope that deep within we all heal from the past) Amongst the trees they ran Thirsty for freedom, the liberation Better to die rather than To live like an animal in ruination Their chains rattle against the ground While their heart tremble with the fear That they might be foundContinue reading “A cry For Freedom”

Adrenaline Rush

A poem for the 2019 Indian Ocean Island Games Mauritius is actually the heart of a frenzy sports celebration that gather mostly southern Indian ocean’s territories like, Madagascar, Comoros, Reunion, Seychelles, Mayotte, and Maldives islands, where the fervency of these games bring along the warmth needed in our heart to counter these very cold days.Continue reading “Adrenaline Rush”

Nuance (A poem about Mauritius)

The sea of that day was boiling violently,
And its sun was shinning radiantly;
The sea bed shook incessantly
As Vulcan made love to the nymph of the sea –
Troubled was the depth of the sea crust…

Beloved Mauri – A Poem

I dearly love my native land, and always will. The awareness created around climate change and nature pollution is very alarming, thus my take in this poem. Beloved Mauri My island lives over the sea Can you see it floating over the ocean mist? My island roots beneath a deep lagoon Can you see itsContinue reading “Beloved Mauri – A Poem”

Skinlike Hooves – Poetry

Today Mauritius is celebrating the 184th anniversary of the abolition of slavery And to stamp this day with my own words, I have decided to write a poem concerning all kind of captivity – particularly those that are still going on these days. To get the necessary inspiration, I’ve plunged myself into the personality ofContinue reading “Skinlike Hooves – Poetry”

1st December

Pink pastel beverage in wine glass beside surreal collage of a donut as the sun, which shines on a seat with torn red paper as carpet, that’s beside a tiny bunch of wild fresh flowers that’s in front of the cutout of a tiny window, and handwritten poem about December.

1st December 1st December came in Half of my world is in summer The trees abundantly offer their fruits For us to eat and to think of the graciousness of nature The birds, they don’t nest their home around anymore They have spread their wings to fly away, I hear their chants, at far AndContinue reading “1st December”