Moramee R. Das has a very complex personality, she is a poetess, but also a photographer and a top athlete. She wasn’t there in Baku – because of “technical issues”, like me – even so she sent us her poems, book recommendations and an essay about women to smuggle a little bit of India into our life.
Moramee R. Das belongs to the North Eastern State of India (Assam) & has done her Master’s (Post-Graduation) from Gauhati University in English Literature (2010) & is waiting for her final results of another Master's Degree in History. Her poems & articles have been published in various regional newspapers as well as magazines. It should be emphasized that two her poems “Delve Inside” (“Las escaleras del dilemma”) & “Pollen Grain” (“Grano De Polen”) have been translated into Spanish & published in “Mi Poesia Preferida”. She also happens to be an author of an interesting blog “Psithurism”. She is also a freelance Photographer and have been awarded a Second Prize in a State level Photography Competition (2010). Apart from that she is also a Tae kwon do Black belt holder, National Level & a State level Champion in Tae kwon do, Swimming, Aquathlon & Triathlon. She made her State proud when she won a Bronze medal in the 33rd National Games held in India. She was also declared the “Best Athlete of the Year”, Gauhati University for the year 2008-2009 & 2009-2010 & currently she is a Certified Advanced – Adventure Scuba Diver.
“Essentially …”
It feels as if I don’t belong here
Human relation means
nothing to me: although
they had played
a great part of
“What I am” today.
It feels as if I don’t belong here
Human feeling means
Nothing to me.
It’s all selfishness…
I see in them
And now
“Showing mine”.
It feels as if I don’t belong here
I feel complete with
Not another soul mate
But with the soul of Nature.
I feel complete when I’m
With “myself”
Only myself
My thoughts, my choices &
My dreams.
Am I self-obsessed?
Am I selfish?
Am I what I think?
Am I what I am?
No!
I’m a woman
I’m a mystery
An awareness
An essence… meaningful essence,
I’m to be “loved rather than understood”
Because I’m infinity…………
02 sept 2011
“Candle”
Your appreciation comes when the current is gone
Otherwise you are not in sight.
You are always taken for granted
For granted….granted.
Does anyone admire you?
Yes I think one does
But not you, just one aspect of yours
Your light……Your flames which
Has been creating history….
When it falls one‘s beloved
& her beauty enhances
& that captures her lover
Her slave, the prisoner of her love
It’s all because of you
Candle: your flames
Your flames of passion
Your burning light
The sparks that you create
Which bring brightness
Into the lives
Of so many people
…..but the paradox
…………………………………
The paradox is that
You burn…you burn
Passionately
To bring the passion back
Into the life of people
Who for long had forgotten to
Appreciate beauty in
Their beloved.
02 June 2009
“Kisses”
Kisses are felt as heaven
When I close my eyes
The kisses stroll
down my nape.
Not leaving any part of my
Body abandoned by it.
It feels
Caresses
Loved
Soothing…..
These kisses
Can’t be replaced by
Any human on Earth
Cause it is from
A Superpower
The Sun, its Rays
Works for me as power fledged Kisses
I don’t need a human to
Compensate it.
I want it to last
Longer
Stronger &
Deeper
So that I die with its
Warmth.
20th August 2011
Moramee R. Das – blog:
http://www.lemontree24.blogspot.hu/
Moramee Das Photography:
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Moramee-Das-Photography/1408152766096393
