RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA

 

Rolling Waves

 

Waves rolling in and out

Gently by nature

Like the last breath 

Collapsing and disappearing...

 

The story of a big moon

And shooting stars.  

Whispers the sky

When the universe giggles.

 

I look at the night,

It's silence and darkness

Millions of twinkling lights

String me and my smile,

In sheer romance.

 

Disengaged I walk home

The galaxies, the planets and stars

Spin to bring me a new dawn.

Now, it is time to wake up...

And rise to the occasion.

 

If Life Holds Lives •••

 

Life does not hold lives as before

Swept by whirling wind

Bathed under the Sunshine

Aspiring the touch of gentle breeze

Scares, and frightens it more and more

Yet I love you life much as before.

 

When I look around

Find newspapers tossing on grassy fields

Bottles roll on charred wood's feet

Concrete walls tear the forests apart

Suffocate rivers with grimy looks

 

Spilled oil obstructs sun's rays 

To reach the surface

Oceans cannot breathe

Dying being suffocated

Dark fumes 

Cut throats of snow peaks

 

Pollution every where

puts life at stake

Peaceful existence becomes a question

Even though there exists a rat race.

 

Now it is not that easy for us to survive

If life runs on the blade of a

Sharp knife.

 

RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA

 

RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA is a multifaceted individual from Odisha, India. She holds master's degrees in History and Journalism and Mass Communication from Utkal University, Odisha. By profession, she is a teacher. With an additional postgraduate degree in Environmental Education and Industrial Waste Management from Sambalpur University, Odisha, Rajashree has dedicated herself to social activism. She advocates for social justice, environmental issues, and human rights in remote areas through non-governmental organizations. Her passions include poetry, painting, and journalism, which reflect her creative and socially conscious personality.