"I wrote my first poem at age of 7. My heart was full of questions and wonders and I spent most of my times, reading books, speak to imaginary friends and plan an adventurous travel to see the world. The world of poets could be lonely, with many sleepless nights and walk in nature, coffee shops and bookstores. Most of my early poetry was dark and covered with sadness and nostalgia,  was sensitive to my surrendering and words were always comforting and helped to express my pain and confusion.   At later stage of life, seeking Truth and God became the main focus of my poetry.

Writing keeps shifting and evolving, it is the most intimate way as one could be with herself and also share her true being with universe. I am grateful for having such a gift and ability to not just express myself but also be in service of beauty, love and creation."

 ~ Serena  

Order Eternal Love


Eternal love is a beautiful collection of poems in the genre of Hafiz and Rumi. Within these pages are Serena Devi's sonnets of ecstatic l love, wisdom, mysticism and rapture. These deeply passionate lines written from the poet's heart and soul; Eternal Love poetry moves the readerthrough Serena Devi's spiritual experience of growing into the reflection of the divine source of love within her soul to find connection and completion.

~ Daniel Raphael, Author of Sacred Relationships


This awesome book I recommend strongly to acquire, but I also advise: buy one extra to give it away as a jewel present to friends with a keen interest in honest, deeply felt, pure love emotion coming straight from the heart. I keep the book close to my pillow: reading a few verses before going to sleep provides one with fresh dreaming stuff… I sincerely hope Serena will surprise us soon with an as treasured companion volume! 

~ Niek Tetteroo ( A Reader)

Poetry Blog

Repost – Infinite Love (Fri, 20 Apr 2018)
Breathing gets slow Almost stopped by tick tuck of clock. We get one with wounds, touching life To learn the art of let go, Eternal replacement of wounds to flow of life. No more words, what could be invented to replace such a huge space that “ I “ has in our vocabulary. The borderline... Read More
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The lover has returned (Thu, 19 Apr 2018)
Leaving old feels hard, accepting new is even harder. Your mind is a trickster, stealing the precious time, keep you in distance, never arriving, never leaving. It is exhausting, the fear of getting it wrong, to be not good enough, or worthy of what life does promise. You want love, so isn’t the time to... Read More
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