Maya / The Backwaters

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Here are two poems of Lily. The first one Maya is a tongue-in- cheek view of the various illusions of life. Her second poem, The , transports us to beauteous Kerala.

Maya

Shrug it off, they say
Brush it off and pray
Just “maya” they say
Drama that we play
Be a Saint they say
Keep far away                                                          
Don’t sin they say
Do good each day

Ice freezing, hair turning grey
Music fades, lights dim away
Time again for Wolves to bay

You were dearer my dear in May
My heart sang like the Blue Jay
Shikaaras, gondolas all the way
The bells are ringing
Church steeples merry
No time for thinking
No bodies to bury!

Notes: Maya: Illusion, a concept propounded by Adi Shankracharya

Shikaaras: Houseboats on Dal Lake, Kashmir

©Lily Swarn

The Backwaters

Droplets of dew
Sparkling and twinkling
Dancing the
Glimmering and shimmering
Balancing on tip toes
Whirling and twirling
Banana leaves are the  dance floor
Shimmering rays the flood lights
of  masked performers
The dewdrop glistens, the dewdrop glides
Palm fronds fanning, the  backwaters of life

Note: Kathak: North Indian classical dance form

Kathakali: Classical dance form of Kerala

©Lily Swarn

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Lily Swarn

Lily Swarn

Lily Swarn won the Reuel International Prize for Poetry 2016, Global Poet of Peace and Universal Love, Global Icon of Peace from Nigeria, Virtuoso Award and Woman of Substance. A postgraduate in English from Panjab University, she taught at Sacred Heart College, Dalhousie. A gold medallist for Best All-round Student from GCG Chandigarh, she has University Colours for Dramatics. Widely published and interviewed, she authored, A Trellis of Ecstasy and Lilies of the Valley.
Lily Swarn
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