Thursday 11 June 2015

IPOETREE_INTRODUCTION








      

In this era when the soul wants to go on a spree, imagination and creativity are all merged to serve and let you fulfill your wish to express.  The pen, mightier than the sword, is free and can conquer hearts all over the world.  So here is a site which allows unity in diversity and considers not cultural and racial barriers.  It welcomes professionals and amateurs equally as poetry believes not in prejudice.  Human beings are free to write their feelings and emotions.  We therefore invite here people from all over the world to celebrate under the ipoetree.  Feel at home here under the shade of this tree which pines to have as fruits your poems. Our web site
Welcomes all amateur poets and supports them to encourage in lyric and poetry writings. The concept was inspired by
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
who decided to develop an idea initially from his own deepest passion to write freely. Hence, we have decided to take the passion of poetry and develop this creative art and turn it into a workshop and a successful International Poetry website. So, from the small hut named as ” MAVELI ” in a village called Kidangoor, near Angamaly town in Ernakulam District of Kerala State in India, an INDIA based INTERNATIONAL  poetry site is being scheduled to be  launched from the dawn of new year 2014  under the leadership of  
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI,
a FREELANCE WRITER along with the sincere support of his co-authors, Poets and Poetess  around the world. The very first alphabet of ” ipoetree ” may now be interpreted and represented for short form of  INDIA, INTERNATIONAL, INTERNET or  INSPIRATIONAL  according to your imagination or  visualization.
 By this time, we had a committed group of poets, who wanted to also promote their poems. We are developing all of the time and we probably have too many ideas to cope with, however this is the positive side of our new poetry site
www.ipoetree.in 
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We would like to welcome everyone for following us and would like to wish you all  good luck in the future and ask you to visit us often, because we are developing like our tree,  growing new buds all the time.We all like to read new poetry, so why not send in  your poetry and join our community. If you would like to send any poetry to us please send to
Think positive wherever  you are, and whoever you are,  and always follow your dreams.
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Greetings from the team of
www.ipoetree.in
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI,  
(EDITOR)
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JIM ARNOLD, 

(CHIEF ADVISOR)
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SHAH JEHAN ASHRAFI,
(ADVISOR)
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PIUSHA SINGH
(CO-EDITOR)


I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE






I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Unknown Peaks

 

 

Unknown Peaks

Submerged in the clouds of
questions,I dived deep within
my unexplored self of essence.
My breaths wrestling hard to
break the silences of night.
Showers of Atlantic rain freezing
everything impartially except
few immortal impulses hidden
deep thrusting me forward.
Tucked under the warmth of
inevitability, I celebrated the
victory of my vulnerabilities
over  passion, as my mind
hiked unknown peaks in solace.
Copyright @piushasingh.org

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: A Girl

 

A Girl

Born as a girl,a flame,not
a doll for your past time.
I lit the lives of many in
short span,accept me
as  part of your self.
Million times they aborted
me  in my mothers womb.
Strove recurrently to endure
amidst the ambitious minds
to live as a free bird like him.
As i bloomed, filled your
garden with the fragrance
of my love and brighten life
with vivid colors of my rainbow.
I wish to live fearless and unbarred.
Don’t judge me with the color,
length or types of attire i wear.
My conduct not to be assessed
based on the costumes i drape.
I want to glide and kiss the sky.
Not a  play dough to knead
and throw me out as you wish.
Neither a sexual toy to molest
or rape me during any phase
of my life from birth to death.
I will fight this war for
my existence,courageously,
against the social,religious,
cultural taboos laden since
thousands of years religiously.
Money can’t buy me,invaluable
treasure I’m as the future lies
in myself and in my heart.
Not a burden in your life,but
a sharpened sword to fight.
Advancement shall begin in
the narrow minds of the macho
domain,where a girl shall live
liberating herself from the
factitious rings in her life.
(My tribute to all the girls and women in the world,proud to be one )
Copyright@piushasingh.wordpress.com

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Quixotic Orgasms

 

Quixotic Orgasms

As moon drifted in the sky,
I set a new sail along my
silence,into the depths of
my mysterious arcade .
Vivid reflections shooting
in and out,oblivious in regards
to the sanity and absurdity,
tickling clock hindering my
mental expedition,to meander
the off limits of frenzy thoughts.

Ignoring my physical form,I
relished the hikes of  fantasies
of an edgy mind,freezing me into
the continuum of  the expanse.
My ravenous  mind romanced
the mirages,creating satiated
metaphors led to quixotic
orgasms,calming my inherent
desires,culminated into piles
of  ruffled euphoric verses
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BY
POETESS PIUSHA SINGH 


 Copyright@Piushasingh@wordpress.com
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NOTE
The translation of the above poem by writer Williamsji Maveli 
will be made available to the readers shorty


I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Sorched



Scorched


Entwining  into a
fragmentary  essence,
at a juncture in time,
She met herself under
the scorched branches
of an oak tree,torrid
sun at it’s glory,wrathfully
blinding the stretch.
Earth  whirled  draped red,
molten sands anticipated for
drizzles of ethereal grace,
transmuting into a Canaan.
Converging the scattered
trails of today into worthy
harvest for the morrow.
She concealed in hope.
under the ailing milieu.

Wednesday 10 June 2015

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Wrathful Trance


Wrathful trance


Muted in the bargain of life and dreams,
she pleaded in agony to aggregate the
remnants of her broken pieces of heart,
smashed boundlessly by destiny.
Her heart bled amply flooding her entire
world sinking her deep alive, his ego
topped over her tears,thrusting her
more deeper into his reign of possessions.
Blinded by his bitterness and obsession
he plucked her feathers slowly binding
her perpetually to be a captive for life,
where she bartered happiness for dreams.
Wiping her tears she buried her wishes to
stay in this wrathful trance of karma as
she lived to  bloom smiles in marred faces .
Dauntlessly still she strives to illuminate.

POETESS PIUSHA SINGH

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: After world of delusion



After world of delusion


Floating in the crude waves
With a vigor to shatter the
walls of ambiguity,as animus
shoots infested a garden of Eden.

Colors and radiance of amore
drained in the porous chambers
of  flesh and blood,as demons
fought with angels to relish the prime.

Mortals ambushed to take a dip
in the holy crimson as a trail to
salvation,dancing merrily all
anointed to the after world of delusion(deception).

POETESS PIUSHA SINGH

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: World of Placidity

A fondness to a
mysterious silence 
drilling deep within.
An untoward attraction
towards this gripping stillness.


Renounced my fragile
crusted frame to stay in
peace in solitude with this 
aloof  mind wrecking quietness,
lived dead in this haunted walls of now.


No lights reached to lit 
the deep dungeons of mine.
Choked calmly in a world of placidity,
decorated daily with murky perpetual blues,
growing in my fortunate essence of today to tomorrow.

Picture courtesy:The Maxim Mjodov ‘Occult’ Photos are Mystical
(c)copyright @ piushasingh.org

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: My Aeonian Devotion

Fascinated in this mysterious alchemy.
Busted the illusionary bubble of ages.
Figments of imaginations found truth,
When drowning in deceptives shades.
 Honesty reflected in an ancient ardor.
 Universe witnessed the union of my
 aeonian devotion, cherished by a
 frozen frame of a rusty blue moon.
 Pretentions vained in this modest
 gesture of admiration,willfully
plunged into the trivial waves of
 zest,ignoring the perlious ordinance.
 Fidility surged within the claret
 on ignition of a lost flare by cosmos.
 Sanity prevailed in this radiance
 Rejuvenating my core from a septic prime.

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Pestering Colors

Pestering Colors
Alive as a tinted frame of flesh
Reflecting specks of colors within
Glared by my yesterday’s gleam
You forgotten the dance of marrow.


Defining the sketches on my face
Carving fine lines of yesterdays vows
Memories gleamed in the outlined cast
Baffled in chromatic fog, staggered always.


Tipsy in abstaining sober beauty of colors,
Evaded into my solitude starving your light.
Embraced the constraints of constant nag.
Delighted in this beauty pestering colors.


Matured in this crusted frame to perfection.
Still dynamics of life active within the acrylics.
Undiluted by the enduring flow of tears forever.
Prevailing in glum, withered idle in your absence.

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Steve's Confusion



STEVE’S CONFUSION


Steve wondering ,
“What to write today” ?
 I am a fool in love.
 Shall I post it to,
 Poetry.com email Sonnet-Does
 this really go any where?.
Jesus is the way for me,
Still time for ,Lunch with Simone,
Why have faith?Laid to waste.
Jealousy  sprout ,when heard
an old man rap(I B S L I D N Y M)
Sexy knickers,my baby done left me.
Steve a wind of care (multiple senyru) ,
A new beginning, with excitement
of the first date.
When struck in traffic ,saying a Traffic Prayer
and eating a Fish Bowl , his routine.
He thought,Still I am a young stud,
sprinkling Spice of Life ,Watch out ,
Suicide is not the answer to traffic block.
Steve in dream,messaged his
 dream girl ,”Tarzan seeking Jane,
Lovely ebony can you see me ?.”
She said “yes”.An audition for eternity ,
No batteries required.
He woke up with a question
What’s there for tonight’s meal?
She replied PIGGY BACK ………HAIKU
Shhhhhhhhhhh………………….
BY
PIUSHA

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Nomadic


NOMADIC



Realization of your
existence halted the
thoughts of detachments.
Brewing with in me,
inciting me to bluff
the vague tints of nature.
Withdrawn in these
despair since coon’s age .
Nomadic in  pursuit
of you in the trails
of life,couldn’t treasure
you in my yesterday,
sidelined in today’s
bargain,ambiguous
outlook in dark tomorrows.


The U and S turns
of the craggy drive,
left me whirl in the
treacherous journey of life.
Hope ,a stranger
in the streets of
desolate fervor in
these hazy lanes .


Blossoming sorrows
in my forlorn heart’s aisle .
Will transient showers
of  ardor seal the pain
of  thorny course ? ,
Delusional pain creeping
into my reality,no words
of comfort uttered,
to ease this perpetual sting… 

BY
PIUSHA

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Lets Love

 LET'S LOVE

Alive in your love, my little
cosmos revolves around you.
Hold me close to your heart
syncing every beat forever .
Spin with me in this rain.
Lift me high up in the air,
raise me till the sky ,locking
our lips, blushing my cheeks..
Brace your arm around my waist
while we stroll down the beach.
Sit beside me gazing at the drowning 
sun ,in  love of his beloved.
Leaning my head on your shoulder
Caress me gently in this twilight
Let me stay in trance forever,
gazing the sunset in your eyes.
Lets enjoy our first communion
as the moon mark his presence..
Hearing  music of restive waves ,
keeping our love alive  forevermore.
Lying beside you ,my head on your
shoulder, your hands feeling my curves,
playing my fingers in your forest ,
let us stay in this bliss forever .
By
Piusha

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE : Await for my poisonous love

Await for my poisonous love……

I wandered in search of a flame among the fire..
A flame which will cool down the fever , since me in womb.

Entwined this flame to my soul forever. after years of penance..
Longing to melt in those poisonous passion eternally..

No storm cant extinguish this flame anymore…
Life  a big punishment ,living in agony now a daily task.

Floated in ecstasy ,drowned in bliss in your poisonous love
Broke my spine and paralyzed my heart, when destiny kissed me with love..

Never ever able to walk again,stood with all my might …
But trust forgot my way home again,frozen in scorching sun..

Drought danced over and over me again ,

Still awaiting  the poisonous monsoon to arrive

Yearning to whine and grind to the music till death…..
Life is beautiful,if fallen and living in poisonous love .

Piusha..

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Hymn of my Soul


 

 Hymn of my soul


In this lonesome journey ,
as you shine on my soul.

I levitated  in your never
ending dreams in the cosmos.

I felt ecstatic as you whispered
melodies of  love every night..

You  entice me with your magnetism.
seducing me with your stellar speech

As we unite on the metaphysical plane
memories imprinted immortally..

Galactic symphonies heard loud
around in our spiritual   nuptial .

Let us immortalize this infinite juncture 
as you are the hymn of my soul.
 
BY

POETESS PIUSHA SINGH
 

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Lost Souls

Lost souls

Air within me and you indistinguishable…
Sun impartially shining all around,
Rain falls without boundaries.
Peel this  skin off this body,
no white , black or brown distinction.
Only a case, made of muscles and bones remain.
Solitary heart thumping round the clock,
still the colour of our blood remain unaltered.
Two legs , two hands ,a head
 over a torso,still walking with
 the weight of ten heads around
Five senses to experience this universe,
still with blind eyes and deaf ears  to
 the call of the nature.
Lost souls straying around ,
mortals playing immortals,
to gratify their transient world.
These confused souls wandering
 restlessly in this bewildered
 oasis of mirages.


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POETESS PIUSHA SINGH
CO-EDITOR
IPOETREE

Tuesday 9 June 2015

I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Camaraderie



CAMARADERIE

Travail to endure in this frame
Your absence created an emptiness.
Lifeless ambiance in the world of verses.
Colorless flowers blooming around.
Awaiting for the warmth of your light
To release me into the wilderness.
Absorbing in your  camaraderie  a delight
Short severance creating distaste in my flavors.
Longing for those amusing conversations
once created ripples of liveliness in  my life.
Flowers withered  in the absence  of your aura
Many hearts in anguish regarding your safe return
This chasm of  your being created an exhaustion
in my thoughts flowing out as verses.
My mind enthralled to ponder the enchanted lands
Awaiting for your return to kiss me  and to be alive

 BY
PIUSHA SINGH
APRIL 04, 2014
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I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Stellar Devotion




Stellar Devotion

Remember the tale of our forgotten stellar devotion
existing before your vim on this big blue marble.
Heavenly recollections  tattered in mortal illusions
Mundane  religious praxis influencing your thoughts.
All believes and norms restraining love to flow free
Waiting alone  as a light in this wilderness  for you.
Feel the reverberations of my cosmic aura transferred
miles across along a shooting star.
Millions of flowers bloom with eternal fragrance,
Born as a weed among this abundance once in a million years.
Vows taken before our existence in this illusion pristine in
my memory,raise over the frequency of this mortality.
Uniting our conscience in eternal love
Entire cosmos awaiting for your awakening.
Reminiscence of our forgotten yen my destiny,
travail since many birth  to exhilarate this primeval love.........



I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Truth




Reaped all the joy in life,
still a vacuum surrounds,
an unexplained emptiness among
the crowd….
Craving for solace in an unknown land.
Insatiable thirst for an unknown truth….
Remain deep within my soul….
Towering daily inside me..
Crowd wandering day and night for the  truth
Believing tinted glass as mirror…
Looking for light blindfolded throughout life..
Forgot to seek  the happiness within.
Some found it under a tree ,one on a rock…
while some found it in the wilderness…
created a tiny bubble of world around.
Floated high on this bubble of life..
Unable to untangle the web around me..
A clash of thoughts inside me
Enkindle this fire  within me….
Burned constantly in this fever…
Your ego burned spreading the light around,
on top of frozen mountains somewhere….
Inspiring others to encase the same fire..
Anxious to leave this transient luxury
But craving for the permanent unaltered..
Piusha…




I POETREE: PIUSHA SINGH'S PAGE: Wild Path


Wild Path





Last night’s storm wrecked my ship ,
desolate in this incessant ocean
Refugee on a net of labyrinth….
Laborious  strokes towards the unseen land,
Feel crushed by the destiny’s tide,
on arrival on this dubious land….
Arduous to grip the sand beneath,
Tumble into a pool of molten rocks nearby….
clutched each atoms on my chassis in haste.

Accrued strength from the universe,

endured inner flame ,fostered
this wild blaze with  passion inside …
Sprinted towards that lamp at the end of tunnel,
each pebble stood against my wild path…
seen a gigantic hurdle of  chaff…
No one,except this crazy heart…..
enforced me to pursue the new  course…..
walked alone leaving many tears unnoticed….
frenzy in this raw adventure……
 
 By
Piusha…..
Januaray 29th 2014