"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Yo! Devil! Depart!

Yo! Devil! Hear me out
This' the season of love and peace
Cries out my heart to bid you goodbye
The pain and suffering that you caused 
No more! No more! And no more!
Humanity demands-
Hear the footsteps of Uriel and Aurora
Descending upon my cove
Lighting the glorious flame of love
See the soot of hatred and malice
Curled out in crushing vengeance
Dissipating from my heart
Yo! Devil! Hear me out
This' the season of love and peace

Your departure is over due.

Wishing all the blog readers a happy holiday season with love and peace.

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

A Prayer For Peace

My heart just a little fragile boat
Filled with love and care so-
Unable to deliver what it holds.

Limited are my means and approach
But prayers have miraculous power
Let your love flow in my prayers.

I am a bird of small wings and limited flight
Let my prayers carry the message of peace
To the farthest shore searching for relief.

Bigger like that of Bar-tail godwit
Let my prayer make an arduous flight to
Bring solace to war torn land and blood thirsty sand.

My heart sadden and full of sorrow
To see the greed and hunger for power
Causing so much pain and suffering.

Indiscriminate bloodshed of young and old
In callous disregard for human life
Is there no way out of this strife?

I fold my hands in prayer and kneel
For peace to settle upon me as much
As upon all the hearts torn with grief.

7. 28. 2014


This was written few months back but never posted on this blog. So often we get disturbed with news from war torn areas. This poem was written in one of those moments. Today I feel the need to pray again. Some time prayer becomes the only solace. May peace prevail for all. 

Savita Tyagi

12. 16. 2014 

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Random Thought 0

Grey sky
Howling winds
Swirling leaves
Cinnamon laden waft
From far of bakery
And a sedated mind
Is all that I own.

Of course it's autumn.



Random Thought Xl

Look carefully!
Past is pregnant with future
Present is having labor pains

Oops! Future is having twins!

I just read the History Of Future!