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Sudha Dixit


                                                                                  Sudha  Dixit,  was  born  and  brought  up  in  UP.  Presently  settled  in
                                                                                  Bangalore..  She  is  doing  what  she  always  wanted  to  do  -  painting
                                                                                  landscapes and portraits & writing poetry / articles on net and various
                                                                                  magazines, including print media. She has one book of ghazals printed in
                                                                                  Devnagari script and another book – a collection of her English poems.
                                                                                  Her English poems have been published in around 55 anthologies. She has
                                                                                  been included in four coffee table books published by Pictorial Society Of
                                                                                  India.  Her  Hindi  poems  and  articles  are  widely  published  and  won
                                                                                  acclaim.
                                                                                   She look at nature with myopic eyes & paint it wearing tinted glasses, with
                                                                                  poetry in her  heart. Poetry just happens. It acts as catharsis in her  life,
                                                                                  removing the toxin from  her  heart in the form of words on paper. It’s
                                                                                  therapeutic. This   high spiritedness reveals itself in both, her poems &
                                                                                  paintings.







                                                                                  The Blessed One


                                                                                  Life started
                                                                                  Past my prime
                                                                                  Must make up
                                                                                  For lost time
                                                                                  Found my rainbow,
                                                                                  My colours
                                                                                  In painting
                                                                                  Unearthed melodies
                                                                                  Love songs haunting
                                                                                  From the closet
                                                                                  Of my heart,
                                                                                  Something as
                                                                                  A state of art
                                                                                  The poetry flowed
                                                                                  Freed from inhibitions
                                                                                  Words glowed
                                                                                  Am I a late bloomer?
                                                                                  No! I am an
                                                                                  Eternal child
                                                                                  A perennial dreamer
                                                                                  I am a blessed soul divine
                                                                                  I am ageless like wine


                                                                                  @Sudha Dixit
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