Passion in Poetry: Whispers from the Soul

By Nandita 'Manan' Yata

When Nandita writes, she does so in volume, unable to contain the poetry flowing through her veins. - FT Ledrew (Poet, writer, musician, song writer, Canada)

From start to finish, Nandita writes with verve and spirit. In her unique poetic prose, she weaves together mind, body and soul in a superlative manner. Sometimes sharp and poignant, sometimes subtle and searching, Nandita is always pleasurable to read, thought-provoking, and often inspirational. Many have already been blessed by her writings, and now many more will receive the same in her offerings here, in her first book publication. Read slowly, read carefully, and enjoy. - Jonathan Noble (American poet, essayist, cultural critic, and social service volunteer)

Reading Nanditas work is a pleasure for any reader. In her repertoire, built over time and expanded through the constant flow of ink from her willing pen, is something for everyone. Not only do her poems reflect her interests, emotions and experiences, but her active and creative imagination conjures up such scenes and settings for her poetic expressions that make reading her an interactive experience. There is always a layer of meaning hidden beneath the surface of her poems, that the reader may find if they can. But even if they do not, each piece of work is complete in itself and carries with it a wealth of meaning and enjoyment. No poet is complete without empathy, and Nandita has this in spades, using it most effectively while spinning a tale from her versatile mind that surprises us with its depth, even while holding us up above the chasms. She is a shining example of perseverance in the pursuit of that which she loves most; to write poetry, doing this with a smile, a ready dose of wit, an excellent sense of humour and no small amount of talent. - Priyanka Ruth Prim (poet, literary research scholar/critic, India)

Nandita isnt just a poetess. She is the embodiment of poetry. With nothing but a pen and her vivid inner life, she expresses on the page what would ordinarily be inexpressible. She has a habit of conjuring words and phrases that voice what we are all feeling or hope to feel. She commits to the process of unveiling her heart and her great love for people so that all can see and share. Find yourself in her words and be mesmerized by her ability to be your voice for the unwritten poetry in you. There are no half measures here. To read Nandita is to know her. Truly, she is - as her pen name says - Manan Unleashed! - Tony Single (cartoonist, poet, vagabond soul, Australia)

Photo credits
unknownuser666- Manjit Saikia unknownuser666.wordpress.com
Unmarked - FT Ledrew hooklineandinkwell.wordpress.com

• Language: English
• Publisher: Partridge Publishing India
• Release date: May 21, 2016
• ISBN: 9781482874150

Nandita 'Manan' Yata

A PhD in Japanese Studies from Jawaharlal Nehru University, New Delhi, and proficient in six languages, Nandita 'Manan' Yata's first love is poetry. A prolific writer with a universal voice, her poems (including Haiku, Senryu, Free Verse and Sonnet) are a blend of personal experience and literary experimentation.

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CONTENTS

LIFE

A Karmic Conversation

A Life without Dreams

Bleed Away the Blue

Blue Bird

Break Free, Fall Freer

Cosmic Brew

Crossover

Curtains Down

Decades of My Life

I Conquered the Dark

Evanescence

Fly Butterfly Fly

Full Circle

Goodbye Past, Hello New Beginning

Hands Empty

Happiness is like a Butterfly

How Old is My Soul

If I Were To Die Tonight

Kanagawa Waves

Midnight Bird

Spring, Be Kind

Soul Speak

The Dark Side

Time

Unburden me

Wild Woman

Withering Blooms

You were Conceived in Me

LONGINGS

1000 Suns

A Dreamless Day

A Luna-tic’s Soliloquy

Blank Page

Bleeding Sun

Blood on the Snow

Blood Vermillion

Blown Away

Brevity

Bridge the Gap

Broken Smile

Butterfly on Wildflowers

Candle Burning at Both Ends

Coexistence

Dangerously Beautiful

Departed

Divergence

Do You Know Her?

Colourless

Day on My Brow

Don’t Fade Away

Doubt

Empty

Fear has a Name

Flaccid Dusk

Forgotten

Free

Hole Hearted

Homesick

Honeyed

I Crave

I Missed You Tonight

I Planted Me in a Broken Heart

I Rain, I Write

I See the Light

Incomplete

In the Future, We’ll Talk about the Past

Let it Show

Let Love Be Constant

Mingled

My Paper Boat

Museless Musings

Naked to the World

Neglect and Devotion

Nightmare

No Mechanical Heart

Perfect Stranger

Prickly Heart

Rainbow Paradise

Reflection

Sakura Dreams

Salubrious Dreams

Second-hand Love

She’s not Meant to Be Tamed

Spring Bloom

Sweet Liar

Sweet Pain

The Bridge Across Forever

The Mask

The Silhouette

The Sky is on Fire

The Secret Cavern

The Wait

This Heart

Together

Under the same Moon

Unrequited Dawn

Unsolved

Vanished

Whisper my Name

Whole again

Winter Tanka

Words

LOVE

A Poetic Dialogue between Souls

A Rush of Blood

A Song of Mud and Ice

Adonis

Adornment

And Then Came the Dawn

At the Threshold of Love

Be My Sunset

Beautifully Broken

Become the Sun

Between the Dusk and Dawn

Between the Lines

Between the Sun and Moon

Black Magic Man

Blowing Kisses

Boondo se Baatein

Borrowed Dawn - Sands of Time

Bound yet Free

Breathing Poetry

Building Love

But I Love Your Feet

Caught out Loud

Children of the Wild

Coalescence

Cogs

Colours, Then and Now

Come Again?

Come Away

Consumed

Crumbs of Life

Deep Blue Sea

Don’t Sully this Love

Dreaming the Dreams

Duke and Duchess: A Tale of Love - 1

Duke and Duchess: A Tale of Love - 2

Engraved

Eternal Spring

Eyes wide Open

Faraway Gaze

For the Love of Poetry

Found and Lost

Fragmented Whole

Friendship Divine

From Thoughts to Dreams

Fuzzy Love

Have You Ever?

Her Smile

Harmony in Spaces

Hold Me

Home

I’ll wait for you

I’m Art

I’m in Your Corner

I am Love

I am the Storm Chaser

I Be Your Sky

In Love with My All

In My City

In My Head

In Too Deep

Journey Back Home

Just a Heartbeat Away

Kissed by the Wind

Layers

Lazy Morning Dreams

Leave the Faucet On

Let there be Light

Let’s Get Lost

Like the Wind

Lost Forever

Love My All

Love Saga

Love Tree

Love Typos

Love Within

Loving you with all the fire in me

Lull and Tide

Make me the Muse of Your Unwritten Poetry

Meera and Magdalene: Tales of Devotion

Midnight Rendezvous

Morning

Mosaic

My Scarlet Heart, Your Crimson Veins

No Bragging about this Love

Night and Day

No Holds Barred

Nothing Like Love

Now and Forever

Offering

On Waking

Paint your Heart

Perpetual Night

Petals and Ferns

Phases

Poetry Everywhere

Poetry Loves me too

Poetry Rains

Rain on Me

Reading Braille

Real Men Cry

Rustler in the Woods

Sanctity

Sapphire, Black Diamond

Scarlet

Seasons of Love

Shaken

Shine on, Love

Shout it Out

Simile and Metaphor

Smouldering Ember

Someone

Soul Reprise

Spring Always

Spring is Here!

Starry Eyes

The Abyss

The Artist Answers The Muse

The Fatal Fight

The Highwayman

The Island

The One

The Pearl

The Riverbed

Till Death Do Us Apart

Under the Old Oak Tree

Warehouse of Love

When We Held Hands

When You Looked into My Eyes

Wrapped

You Made a Poet Out of Me

Your Name

Your Spell

To

Ama, whose unwritten poetry runs deep in my veins

and

Amanya, the most beautiful poem I have created

Acknowledgements

No artist is complete without a Muse. No art can be started and perfected without inspiration. Many people have helped me in ways known and unknown in bringing my first book on poetry to fruition. From the bottom of my grateful heart, I would like to begin by thanking my Muse of Poetry for making a poet out of me. My sweetest love and priceless gift Amanya, my immediate family (Ama, Ajoy, Namrata, Prashant) whose love is the greatest blessing in my life. And my entire family of aunts, uncles, cousins, nephews, and nieces who make up my world of love and trust.

Bestie Rhema Sereng, soul sis Jashoda Chettri, Madhushree Chatterjee, Swati Pal, Sangeeta Aggarwal for being with me through thick and thin. Aashish Gurung, Anuja Tyagi, Pema (Pem Quirk), Naresh Singh, Devashish Sriwal, Raj Chettri, Neelam Gurung, Zubair Agloria, Selina Lepcha, En Christina for being some of my earliest readers and all my Dead Poets Society members for all encouragement.

Manjit Saikia has been an important part in this soul searching journey, introducing me to blog world and thereby opening up a bright new window to a world I have always belonged to but was unable to find my way. I will always remain grateful to you for that. Thank you also for letting me use your breathtaking images.

Wonderful fellow poets and kindred souls who mean a lot to me: Dave Meriwether, Jonathan Noble, Joseph Parent, Kyrsia Korsak, Priyanka Ruth, Rosemarie Gonzales, Tony Single for all the love you have for me which you show everyday. You are my Serenading Seven! Special shout-out to Jonathan and Tony.

Friends Andrew, Antony, Aruna, Charlie, Dori, Kunal, Matthew, Melinda, Ryan from the blog world who have now left their marks some way or the other in my heart. I’m in your corner and you are all in my circle.

Many thanks to all my loving readers on WordPress.

FT Ledrew, my partnering poet, my Lord of the Pen in my writing world. Thank you Thomas, for taking the pain (with a smile) of reading everything I have ever written (over 450 poems and prose pieces and still counting) to help me come up with my manuscript and for proofreading, editing and for simply being what you are to me. I couldn’t have asked for a better poet to do the honours. Thank you for adorning my soul work with bits of your own in the form of your beautiful words and fabulous images. You are the dawn to my dusk, the light to my dark, the stanzas to my lines and all the sacred interludes. Beginning with the preordained ‘loves typos’, every single ‘phase’ has been a journey of ‘divine friendship’ where the ‘sands of time’ saw us ‘borrowing dawn’, enthralled by our ‘chat with raindrops’ while the jealous sky watched the artist being ‘caught out loud’ in his praise of the muse.

Foreword

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