Oh My
Daughter!
Oh, my dear
daughter!
You are not born
free unlike others
But everywhere
in chains of savaged pre literates, around you
And you float in
an ocean of fears
Ready to sink
unwillingly
In a state of
despair and melancholic blues.
The clutches of
hellhounds,
Some who are
known and some who are strangers
Or some those
appear behind the masks
to keep
themselves unidentified,
Spring at you
every now and then
For a quick
grapple.
No doubt
Society is blind
to your skirmish mishaps
Like the
blindfolded statue of justice
And a resultant
desire for self-assassination
Pullulates in
you beyond believes.
May the blinded
eyes be unwrapped
And filter you
from pains
And to unfurl a
new chapter in the history
Of empowerment
of a girl child
To ensure and
ascertain,
That no more you
are in chains.
Rain
Rain Rain Rain
Oh, dear sky you
rain,
Soak deeply the
earth and the mountains
And so also
sympathies
The abjectly
lover’s puzzled brain.
The drops of
your rain appear
As if streams of
tears
Running out of a
pair of sunken eyes
Reverberating in
air the voice of a forlorn lover.
The loud
rumbling sound of
fired thunders
Come as beating
of drums
Towards
commemorating
The showering
distress
of a desolated
and dreary love.
The tears of the
lidded eyes
Soak the earth
With a silent
intoxication
At par with the
monsoon rains
But alas!
Someone
somewhere dances in rhythms
with exalted
cheers Induced to start dancing
On the beats of
the song of the vault of heaven.
A soaked earth
thus cries in silence
At par with the
ink-soaked paper of a poet.
Where words
vanish
To describe in
verse the essence of a story unsaid
Or a pain not
lamented
But allows the
love to take refuge.
Hearty Love
At seeking
heights of longing hearts
We spread our
wings
Oh, Endless
azure sky is worth a limit
Beyond our
praises
We calmly dive
into a mesmerizing dusk.
There shines
more a life in our eyes
May it be a
probable time to behold our secret love by heart
Before this
appropriate moment fades away
In a earthly
storm.
A Surge
A great surge of
spiritual awakening
is sweeping the
world.
The darkness due
to the evil forces
In our troubled
waters of time
Shall be done
away
With the divine
lights of goodness
Truth will
reestablish righteousness of eternity
Wheeled on free
will and freedom of choice
Under a
benevolent universal consciousness.
Blessed would be
he
Who would help
the suffering humanity
In and around
one's self created cave of darkness.
RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA
RAJASHREE MOHAPATRA: Born in Odisha in
India has received her master’s degree in ' History ‘and 'Journalism and Mass
Communication' from Utkal University, Odisha. She is a teacher by profession.
Being a post graduate in ' Environmental Education and Industrial Waste
Management ' from Sambalpur University Odisha, she has devoted herself as a
Social Activist for the cause of social justice, Environmental issues and human
rights in remote areas through non-governmental organisations. Poetry, Painting
and Journalism are her passions.
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