Ansul Nooreen

Plastic Bottle (a premonition or a prophecy?)

by Ansul Nooreen July 14, 2011
Dream River

It was amazing. The adrenalin rush, the hypnotic lull, all at once! I was riding the passionate rivers, meandering through cities, towns and forests. It was the race of a lifetime. While I was swimming, others were on hover boats, rafts…anything that could brave the unknown surprise of these dangerous yet beckoning waters. We all [...]

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The Tale of the Tree and the Bird

by Ansul Nooreen September 15, 2008

Tall and staid the Tree stood alone in the valley of kismet.
Rain whipped the bark into timid helpless pulp.
Thunder pitilessly peeled the core.
And now it weeps those tears once more.

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Sky Harvest – An Ode to the Clouds

by Ansul Nooreen June 25, 2008

Joining, mingling, often dazzling,
Streaks of ravishing hues colliding,
Cottoness weaving patchy dreams,
Culminating into willowy streams,
Feathery blues, such peaceful solitude,
In acres binding forgotten clues;
to absolute enlightenment

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Pandora’s Kindness – An Ode to the Dying Planet

by Ansul Nooreen June 15, 2008

I sit speechless on ancient pyre,
Soul cooled by pagan choir,
On charcoal grass my head rolls,
Bemoaning to a tireless shore.

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The Nearing – Spirit of the Forest

by Ansul Nooreen March 9, 2008

The voice:
That I heard so many years ago,
From the distant lakes,
Near the forests pure.
The voice:
Whispers in quickening breaths,
Beckoning me to quietness,
Calling the wild soul,
Knowing what I know not.

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The Tree

by Ansul Nooreen February 21, 2008

I sit down under a Tree in the dense forest of thought,
The sounds of leaves in silent speech enchant my mind and heart,
The brook is respectful and bubbles softly in quiet friendship,
Dainty blossoms wink with naughty glance,
And the Philosopher tall and I are engaged in deeper talk.

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