La Visage de Femme

Visual Diary of an Unnamed Belle

“Everything I’ve learned and unlearned.
Everything I am and everything I’ve ever been.
You’re now a witness of my life”

-Anamika Dutta

Blog Posts

  • I Left My Heart in Istanbul

    I Left My Heart in Istanbul

    Listen to the Spoken Word version of this poem I left my heart in Istanbul,On a late March run, amidst the clouds and the Sun,I left my heart in Istanbul,On top of the Galata Tower,Inside of a chic apartment in Beyoğlu,Amidst the very alive Taksim square, I left my heart.Away from the wilted clovers,Away! My…

  • Lines

    Lines

    Sharp, edgy like her glances, She swiftly moves her seductive eyes to the other corner of the room, Trying to hold back her desires. Soft, round like her voice that can melt his heart. “What do we do tonight, my lover, Where do we go? How much time do you need to explore, The taste…

  • My Song

    My Song

    The momentum – solemn stillness holds, Lifting up my spirits, high, High above the blue sky; in form of rays from the Sun, It shimmers like a thousand fireflies, Up, high above the sky. I hear the sound of solitude, ringing into my ears; Telling me the tales of love, Almost impossible to recognize my…

  • Nami/Anna

    Nami/Anna

    “Nami”- Not that I hear anybody calling me that anymore but that doesn’t mean I don’t know how it feels to be called “Nami” He’s not around anymore but that doesn’t mean his voice doesn’t ring into my ears like before. It finds me when I’m at my most vulnerable, lying on the floor. It…

  • Waves

    Waves

    I’ve lived my life around waves, Yet I’ll drown in them. I’ve learned to love around waves, Yet I can’t trust them. See, how they break their ways on the shore, Like my heart on the mend. Their calmness haunts me till this day And I get shivers due to their roars. Waves tell me…