About the Author-
Ms. Anita Gehlot (MA (English Literature), MPhil.( ELT), TEFL/TESOL) is currently working as an Assistant Professor of English and Communication Skills at Lachoo Memorial College of Science and Technology, Jodhpur, Rajasthan. She is a passionate teacher and an avid reader too. She has won many national and international certificates on virtual platforms for writing quotes and poems. Many of her poems were published in national and international magazines. She keeps reading her poems at various national and international poetry carnivals. Her research papers also got published in journals and anthologies. She is a member of the English Language Teachers Association of India(ELTAI).
Poetry-1-❤️The Gift of Love ❤️
The sweet smile of a little adorable baby,
the words flow while writing poetry.
Feet dancing upon a musical melody,
the shiny Sunshine tuning with darkness, composing a parody.
Pitter-patter of rain, and a rainbow afterwards,
cock-a-doodle-doo of resident roosters.
Carrying a baby in a woman’s womb
turning tiny steps into a human, by whom?
Who is He? Blossoming the flowers,
beautiful colors are magical powers.
Each and Everything, tranquil and pure like a dove,
the heartbeat of Nature, Nature’s gift of Love.
The Gift of Love for mankind and for humanity.
Which should not be forlorn, keep it high, for the sake of pride and dignity.
©Anita Gehlot, India
Poetry-2-The Unblessed Blessing
When fortune favours
destiny becomes visible
dreams get wings and
put love above the haters.
When life loses its taste
try another flavour
when sweetness bites
be among God’s favourite
like a perpetual poetic saviour.
Show affection to the Creator
rejoice the carnival of soul
listen to hymns and
speak promises greater.
Everybody is unique
inventor and innovator
celebrate that uniqueness
poured in so divinely
in one way or another
right now or later.
To grow, rise and shine
build one strong elevator
one step up
one step down
to choose the favourite few
be the daring hidden dictator.
The most definite, powerful
Death, the truth bitter.
The Unblessed blessing
strength in failure,
a great redeemer, graceful,
Queen of all glitter.
©Anita Gehlot, India