I know the place where Xixi Chen lies
Beyond the reach of our prying eyes
Beyond the hills, beneath a tree,
Released of the world, but hardly free
Xixi Chen's parents didn't know her well
If they named her at all, it's hard to tell
They knew her a girl, and that was it!
It rained the day they dug that pit.
They buried her far, they buried her deep
None in the village heard Xixi Chen weep
But now the winds do howl sometimes
Some say they sound like nursery rhymes
(dedicated to victims of female infanticide in Asia)
Author Bio:
I hail from the valley of Rishikesh, nestled in the Himalayas in India. Though my love for English poetry began with Shakespeare, my city has inspired my creativity. I started writing poems in my engineering college – on the ever-so-dear theme of “unrequited love.” I wrote some my best love poems there.
After I started working, I experienced various emotional ups and downs in the form of my quest for love, opportunities to travel, meeting new people in new lands, finding my passion, trying to better understand life, working with children, learning a new language and learning to dance. In this period, I wrote poetry extensively. Better yet, I realized that poetry was my way of connecting with people, and the world. It was the part of me that came closest to that elusive “purpose” all of us seem to want to find. It was effortless, it was beautiful, it was liberating, and most importantly- it touched people’s lives. For me, the most fulfilling thing about poetry is the sense of belonging it inspires when people discover that someone out there feels the same things they do.
I have written 50 English poems so far and I am looking for publishers for my collection. The themes are as general as love, God, destiny, my travels in India and the US, nature, dance, passion, and as specific as the Delhi gang-rape, a teenage mother, a Turkish cab driver. It is my sincere hope that my poems make you smile, cry, ponder, wonder, feel, and in that way, touch your life too.
Beyond the reach of our prying eyes
Beyond the hills, beneath a tree,
Released of the world, but hardly free
Xixi Chen's parents didn't know her well
If they named her at all, it's hard to tell
They knew her a girl, and that was it!
It rained the day they dug that pit.
They buried her far, they buried her deep
None in the village heard Xixi Chen weep
But now the winds do howl sometimes
Some say they sound like nursery rhymes
(dedicated to victims of female infanticide in Asia)
Author Bio:
I hail from the valley of Rishikesh, nestled in the Himalayas in India. Though my love for English poetry began with Shakespeare, my city has inspired my creativity. I started writing poems in my engineering college – on the ever-so-dear theme of “unrequited love.” I wrote some my best love poems there.
After I started working, I experienced various emotional ups and downs in the form of my quest for love, opportunities to travel, meeting new people in new lands, finding my passion, trying to better understand life, working with children, learning a new language and learning to dance. In this period, I wrote poetry extensively. Better yet, I realized that poetry was my way of connecting with people, and the world. It was the part of me that came closest to that elusive “purpose” all of us seem to want to find. It was effortless, it was beautiful, it was liberating, and most importantly- it touched people’s lives. For me, the most fulfilling thing about poetry is the sense of belonging it inspires when people discover that someone out there feels the same things they do.
I have written 50 English poems so far and I am looking for publishers for my collection. The themes are as general as love, God, destiny, my travels in India and the US, nature, dance, passion, and as specific as the Delhi gang-rape, a teenage mother, a Turkish cab driver. It is my sincere hope that my poems make you smile, cry, ponder, wonder, feel, and in that way, touch your life too.
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