ANOUCHEKA GANGABISSOON - POEMS

​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.com 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.  She has been selected to be among the Most Influential Women in Mauritius for the 2017 category Arts and Culture and she has also been awarded as a Promising Indian for the year 2017 for the same category.  In 2018 and 2019, she was again selected to be among the Most Influential Women of the island for her contribution to the literary field and in 2019, she was one of the three nominees for the National Awards organized by the Ministry of Arts and Culture of Mauritius.  In 2020, she was shortlisted to be among the Most Impactful Women of the year for the Women of the Year awards. 

​Being alone

​Being alone is like flying up in the skies
Without wings
Just letting myself go
There where the lyrics of my favorite song
Bids me to go!

Being alone is enriching
It bids me to be as I wish 
In a world which is as I want it to be,
Either a queen ruling my own island
Or a doll meant to be pampered generously!

Being alone
Is like being a talent in itself
Standing on a stage, praised and lauded
By thousands of thrill seekers
All moving to the beats of my tempo
All seeking the relief that I pass on to them!

Being alone
Is dangerous,
It not only opens wings
But it has me giving the world
A look through my own eyes
And smile when I wish to 
Or cry if need be
Without having any bogus
Or void rules imposed upon me
Thereby bidding me to not be me!

Being alone
Is what I am
Being alone
Is the medium which allows me
To live as would a poetess!

​My Heart

​I left my heart somewhere
In the middle of nowhere
Letting it feed itself and survive
Or die, 
If it so wishes!

But the power of life pitied me
And picked it up
To take care of it,
Watering it as it willed
So that it would bloom 
Into an enchantment!

With time,
The pity that it held for me
Grew into love
And this love approached me
As would creepers do in a garden!

I let the love of Existence
Invade my whole essence
And merge with its spiritually
So much 
That now,
Nothing matters anymore
Except singing to its growth
Which has already started
And which shall give fruits of love
Somewhere
In the celestial arena
Somewhere
Where the human eyes and 
The human mind cannot conceive of!

​Afloat!

​In a half filled glass of wine,
I chose to drown!

Indeed, standing on the brim of the glass,
I took a deep breath
And dived in
Merely to find myself
Floating in its poetic mass,
While having, all around me,
Songs of all sorts,
Songs, glorifying life
And its cruelty
As well as its warmth
And its comfort!

In a half filled glass of wine,
I realised that life meant more
Than just living for the sake of it
Or for the sake of societal rules
Or for that of the uncertain future even!

Yes,
Life is itself an intoxication,
All that it requires from us
Is to love it
As it presents itself to us
As this remains the only way
Through which it would love us back!