A Song Of Love And Bliss
In the last
remnant of the primeval forest,
You are there
for years
Gradually aged.
Wild animals
manifested anger
With bitterness
in tongue
And teeth
clenched.
Being entrenched
by roots ,
You sit
radiating calmness,
And Interpret
reality of this infinite vastness.
Birds pound
heaven with their wings
While you exude
love for the
Benefit of
mankind
Oh wayfarer !
The world is
intended for them,
Who live in the
name of peace
And sing wildly
for years,
the song of
eternal love and bliss.
A Consulted Message
The tells of joy
and sorrow
They never
disclose
Who is greater
and who is not
What causes
their rise or fall
Is there any
clue to know these all.
It's true !
Life remains
suspended between the two
And we keep on
wandering in deep woods
When one shows
heaven
The other works
menacingly with glee
Sorrows in joy
and joy in the sorrows
While one is on
bed and the other rests on the pillow
At times in both
the day and the night
They sing the same song in a row .
There is no
other way than to follow.
Every painful
voice of mine
Is a message of
consolation for my heart ,
And every
clamour of joyous memories
in an echoed
music
Which is non nostalgic and harsh
Dawn To Dusk
During he
progressive run of the time cycle
We meet dusk at
the end of a day
Dusk plays its
the memory disk
And sings our
past revered moments
Tear soaked
Broken , gray
remembered pictures
The pleasant
memoir knocks
The heart in
sleep
And leads to
germinate hopes
At every
daybreak
Defining The Undefined
She is usually
forgotten
But eyebrows get
raised
When with a
sparkle ,
Some words or some lines
Describe her
tragical sentiment
With bright colours.
She is not inked
adequately
Letters
ultimately written with blood
Turn black, in
turn to explain her
Instead the
brushes dipped in
Salty drops of
sweat
May successfully
portray her.
She is your
haunting past
That speaks the truth
When truth
turmoil,
She herself
begins to speak.
RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA
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