Sunday, December 1, 2019



An Accomplished Wish ...

The crowd is silent...
like stillness by ebb of ocean
He sings no more
yet looks on without a word.

She dances...
Her limbs speak unspoken love
They are deep down at the bottom of vale yet unplumbed.

The night melts ...
like frozen shadow
In silence they gaze
Two star-bound spirits spiralling up
into ancient sky
An accomplished wish,
Yet with no fear to die ...

Storm On Milieu Of Love

Your desire ...
A constant flying of thoughts
A steady flow,
an insatiable thirst of disillusion.

thoughts of possession deflect
a reflux by the words of negation,
You are still disillusioned wandering into the abyss of darkness.

A storm of revolt rises into the tranquil mind of sea.
Your anger soars up to toss.
Lives are trapped in the wreck,
The boat of life sinks into the labyrinthine chasm
trailing behind the fall of life.

Unto Mellow Touch Of Rosy Lips

In this endless solitude,
a faint light of grace
in your eyes
yet undiminished wrapped in blind fold.
like spring's early half blossom of colours.

How pleasant is it to be?
in your love with pleasing pain.
under the glory of the brightest sky,

Life is full of mirthful bliss
with mellow touch of rosy lips.
Oh love!
Waves of kiss create desires.
Sultry breath inflames wild fire.

Each little step proves stratagem in love.
We are the monarchs of ourselves
Oh Listen!
to the whisper of the soul.


RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA is a teacher of Geography by profession. A Post Graduate in History, in journalism and Mass Communication and PG Dip in Environmental Education and Industrial waste management.  Poetry, painting and journalism are her Passions. She writes in Odia and English. Her poems are translated into many foreign languages. For her Painting is a mode of creative expression and can communicate souls. She aims at promoting universal peace, environmental awareness and protection of human rights and is associated with Non-Governmental Organisations.

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