About CC

Devi Nangrani, born in Karachi, Sindh in 1941, is a celebrated Sindhi, Hindi and English poet, writer and critic. Sindhi being her mother tongue, she started her write ups with Hindi Ghazal, and then to the translation of literary works from Sindhi to Hindi and vice versa. She has published 24 books, and her stories and articles have also appeared in various magazines and newspapers of national and international repute. She is a recipient of the NCPSL Award. She resides at USA- 480 W Surf Street, Elmhurst IL 60126 and can also be contacted at dnangrani@gmail.com.

1. The Entity

The entity of humans

Is but a prisoner

In the web of his own intricacies

A prisoner of love

Of hate, of passion

Of the good and the bad

Till

The entity rolls

From the lips of life

To reach

The silent chambers of grave.

2. A Silent Pond

A little pebble
Falls in a silent pond
Stirring the layers beneath
Creating turmoil in the water.

The layers exchange place
The crystal clear water above
Goes down deep beneath
Replacing the muddy mingled water
To retains the clarity on the surface.

Same is with the experience

Where sound disturbs the silence

Stirring the stillness of solitude.

3. Goal

Awake from the sleep of ignorance
Go beyond the body
To learn the lessons from timeless space

That gives

Message of Divine Design.

Faith is a conviction
We fail to know the truth
As doubts pertain the mind.

Hence listen to the speechless sound
That directs your way

To see the torch of wisdom
With inward eye

And intellectually lead the thoughts
Through the intensity of thoughtfulness

To attain the goal.

4. Adam & Eve

The EVE of my heart at every dawn
Dreams of a life's paradise on earth
The ADAM that is in my heart
Is thrilled, at the beauty of EVE
So serene, so pure as a lily
Making a perfect link
Between him and life.

But the invisible wings of deadly death
Crawl to come closer
Filling the depths of my heart with sorrow
Bringing tears onto my eyes
Leaving behind a broken heart
And a tomb of my own wishes and hopes
On which fall

The tears from the eye of my heart
And fill it with chill,

as does the winter's dew
On the leaf of the meadow of my life.

5. Desire

Desire is desire, a kindling fire
Some new attractions keep me attached
The old replace the new with limitations.

But the territory of life is breath span.
Where
Through the open doors of my heart

Comes unexpected pleasure

Misery finds way without knocking
The good or bad,

soothing or soaring enters

As my heart is open to all approaches

And with time,

Pleasure and pain shall fade
To make room for the new saplings of desire
The fruits of new pleasure and new pain.