Saudade

By Jaspreet Kalra

Saudade, a collection of poems takes you on a journey of finding poetry in each miniscule part of life, the most commonplace of things envisioned with a deeper sight make saudade so relatable for the reader as all the protagonists are characters such that the reader can very well put himself in their place. The intricacy of emotions like pain, anguish, longing, nostalgia at different bandwidths is the highlight of this collection. Saudade mixes storytelling and poetry as the poet chooses to tell short instances of lives that are spent independent of each other yet have similar feelings, expressed through a variety of musical and literary effects. Some of these stories are heart wrenching, some give you a candid joy, but each one leaves you with a subtle smile on the face, and a slow wind of melancholy in the soul.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing India
• Release date: May 13, 2014
• ISBN: 9781482821994

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Contents

Acknowledgements

1. Through the Bronze Keyhole

2. Turtledove

3. Bedtime Stories

4. To see another Dawn

5. Water Dispenser

6. Saudade

7. All for keen ears

8. Little Twinkles

9. A speckle of grain

10. Because it never was, Cutaneous

11. One step at a time

12. Morbid womb

13. Pall bearer

14. Not a mere wrong turn!

15. The path we choose to tread (1)

16. Path we choose to tread (2)

17. The path we choose to tread (3)

18. When the well ran dry

19. Each man has a story

20. Family of a shepherd

21. Menu for the last meal

22. And the Flag Fluttered

23. Circus of Life

24. Shades of childhood

25. Hear the thoughts

26. Come again

27. God?

28. A pram of memories

29. A look at the tombstone

30. One equal temper

31. Secret best kept

32. Time-Travel

33. A child at play

34. Too heavy a garland

35. Man of the house

36. Crowd

37. Aloha

38. Limited

39. Ear drums in the eyes

40. Missing link

41. 40 seconds

42. And a life ended

43. Ebbing syllables

44. Ebbed syllables

45. Monthly parcel

46. Vial of tears

47. Piece of the sky

48. Encrusted minarets

49. Spokes of the wheel

50. Price on the head

51. Mere change of hands

52. Too weak a shoulder

53. Lies

54. Victory after death

55. Dusk

56. Songs

57. 5 miles

58. Dreams

59. Leaving

60. Irregularities

61. Nostalgia

62. Little trinkets

63. Lullaby

64. Untold

65. Dead night

66. Coffee

67. Little bird

68. Asylum of stories untold

69. Falling from the skies

70. Citadel of the black sheep

71. Conquistador

For Family who are friends,

And Tom and Jerry.

Words reach out to others,

They startle. They dazzle.

Words make you wonder,

They question. They Puzzle.

Words create fantasies,

They amuse. They titillate.

Words invite reality,

They strike. They humiliate.

Words hurt,

They pinch. They prickle.

Words sooth,

They caress. They tickle.

Words connect,

Building a bridge you don’t need to cross.

Words silence,

Your fears, your demons, your loss.

They invite,

Silences to hover over conversations.

Words incite,

Memories to flood our contemplations.

Ishanee Sarmah

Acknowledgements

Nothing can ever be written in solitude, especially poetry, it is a plethora of people that come together to give you inspirations which in turn trigger you to write, you twist and turn that happening until you get where you want, so to all the people who inspired me, although unknowingly, thank you.

Then come the people who believe in you, who don’t cast a conspicuous look when you zone out, they support and encourage