Vatsala Radhakeesoon has been writing poems for 30 years and she is the author of numerous poetry books. She is also an abstract artist and likes to experiment various possibilities that bless Art.
Vatsala is a literary translator and currently lives at Rose-Hill, Mauritius. Poet’s blog link related to her books:
Love in the 21st Century
Where is love with all its beauty? Deaf to the dawn sky, Blinded amidst the birdsongs, Dumb to The Divine’s signs. O Human Race! What have you made of it? Chasing your fantasies on the fearless illusory screens, A bold NO to sensual virtual-ness births thousands of sinful scorns. Mind of madness, Heart of huge Self, Soul of lost seas. O Human Race! Where is love with all its beauty? Blurred softness, Blurred patience, Fading seed of self-respect. O Humankind! Is there still love with all its beauty?
Poets’ Love (a duet)
R: Give me a word! J: Love! R: Give me a line! J: In your softness of words- pillow I rest my head. R: O my love! In all your lines let me drown! J: Let your intellectual fingers glove mine, Let’s waltz on the keyboard- ballroom, A comma (,) is too insecure my dear, It’s too short-lived, I’m scared , It's the sound of the nearing breeze of loneliness. So, Let the semi-colon strengthen that waist-line! R: Oh come on my darling -Stanzas! Off we, swirl (pirouette) in the air, Look, we are interconnected! If you delete or misplace any of us, tears of incompleteness sigh amidst the unwanted blanks ! J: Oh No, my Love! I’ve saved it firmly in the laptop’s Tech- embrace, I’ve secured it on various precious USB necklaces or earrings – some permanent jewellery for the next generations’ legacy . R: O my sweetheart! What a blessing you are! Our Poetry, weaved from every firmament of True Love (Creative Love) shall in the garden of Immortality breathe the permanent fragrance of delight of awe of some scholar’s criticism of mystery of depth!