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A Lot of Love

                                                                                               Jyotirmaya Thakur
                                                                                                                                                                                       You are dulcet of my breath's every intake
                                                                                                                                                                                       Whether I am asleep or wide awake,
                                                                                    Jyotirmaya is a retired Principal , author of twenty three books with                              Your skin against mine is a velvety touch,
                                                                                    many  waiting  to  be  published  and  translated  in  37  languages  in                           Beating of our hearts as one
                                                                                    International  anthologies.  She  is  a  Hindi  translator  in  ITHACA                             in every search.
                                                                                    magazine of Spain. She is a Multi-Genre Award Winner, Reviewer,                                    My pulse beats racing with passionate desires,
                                                                                    Columnist, Editor, academician ,motivational speaker, a philanthropist,                            As you paint our world
                                                                                    spiritual and a social activist and a true scholar.                                                perfectly in my eyes,
                                                                                    Jyotirmaya  means  different  things  to  different  people,  for  she  is  an                     You can force shadows back into the dark
                                                                                    embodiment  of  what  is  ideal,  especially  what  is  aspired  by  an                            Mend my shattered heart without a single mark.
                                                                                    accomplished personality. She is an internationally renowned poet and                              When life dances like a leaf in waters of stream,
                                                                                    writer,  who  has  won  numerous  awards,  for  both  her  literature  and                         My whole being surrenders to
                                                                                    humanitarian efforts. She exemplifies the ideal that writing is more than                           beautiful dreams,
                                                                                    just words on paper, it is a means of creating positive change in the world.                       When emotions trickle in kisses or embrace,
                                                                                                                                                                                       Softly cupping my body and touching my face.
                                                                                    She is publicist and a public relations guru as she extends a hand to other
                                                                                                                                                                                       I constantly indulge in a world of hope,
                                                                                    writers, promoting them as a senior colleague, mentor or guide. She has
                                                                                                                                                                                       Without any strain of learning how to cope,
                                                                                    written  many  essays,  reports,  articles,  evaluations,  viewpoints  and                         My lot of love accepts whatever comes its way,
                                                                                    critiques.  She  has  been  published  by  reputable  media,  both
                                                                                                                                                                                       Letting go while living my fullest every day.
                                                                                    conventional and online. Her numerous research papers on literary and
                                                                                    social issues ,articles, short stories and poems published in international
                                                                                    anthologies, magazines and poetry forums. She is a motivational public
                                                                                    speaker invited to speak on literary, environmental and social issues.
                                                                                    Jyotirmaya Thakur is a widely travelled person in love with diverse
                                                                                    cultures of the world and portrays their impressions in her poetry, is an                          Untouched
                                                                                    ardent  advocate  for  women,  the  unprivileged  and  positive  social
                                                                                    change.
                                                                                                                                                                                       Pages of our story are still
                                                                                                                                                                                       untouched
                                                                                                                                                                                       Everything beautiful remains preserved
                                                                                                                                                                                       Wonder of your love in eyes reflected
                                                                                                                                                                                       The smell of your hair is still inscribed.
                                                                                                                                                                                       I could never find words to describe The promises
                                                                                                    I Never run after the things,                                                      graced on your lip's vibes
                                                                                                                                                                                       The silent expression of your dreams
                                                                                                                     Not made for me
                                                                                                                                                                                       Like raindrops on leaves of trees.
                                                                                                                     Since they come,                                                  The way you wrote on sands of time
                                                                                                     when become made for me.                                                          Castles erected on your soul and mine
                                                                                                                                                                                       Your head resting on my lap as you doze
                                                                                                                                                                                       The longing of night in the day froze.
                                                                                                                                                                                       Unforgettable touch still feels great
                                                                                                                                ...Author                                              Sometimes in love and at times in hate
                                                                                                                                                                                       Those moments I treasure as my fate
                                                                                                                                                                                       I leave them untouched in a den to wait.

                                                                                                                                                                                       @Jyotirmaya Thakur


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