Threads Of Time
A question
lingers: who could it be,
That broke the
chains and set me free?
Perhaps, unseen
hands guide
and I see my
strength unclaimed.
Behind every
happening, a purpose hides,
Either it molds
or liberates the soul.
Why fear the
unwritten pages of tomorrow?
After every
descent, spring's revival unfolds.
Patience is the
whisper of time's gentle touch,
Let the threads
of moments weave their subtle magic.
A new dawn
awaits, with possibilities unfurling,
With love and
compassion, heart finds its footing.
Let go of the
echoes of yesterday's sorrow,
And turn towards
the promise of a brighter today
We deserve a
love profound and sincere,
Craft a story
anew, and let the spirit thrive.
An Ode To Woman
In tranquil
guise, she wraps herself in quietude.
A gentle aura,
masking the depths of her solitude
Softly she
glances, a hint of a smile playing
Concealing the
tides of emotions, silently swaying.
In her
stillness, she finds a language of her own
A world of
unspoken words, where actions are the tone
No echoes of
explanations, just a quiet resolve
A truth that
speaks volumes, in the spaces she evolves
Unapologetic in
her pursuit of self
She'll own her
narrative, her worth not up for debate
No seeking
approval, just a quiet confidence
Her truth will
unfold, like a story yet to be written.
Those who truly
see her, will hear her voice in silence that speaks
Leaving behind a
resonance that time can't erase
And recognize
the authenticity, she embodies with quiet poise in the depths of stillness.
RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA
RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA is a teacher by
profession, and poetry, painting, and journalism are her passions. She is a
bilingual poet whose Odia and English poems have been translated into numerous
national and international languages. Her work has been published in
prestigious anthologies, international e-zines, and journals.

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