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Clouds of illusion disappeared 

As the illuminated mind appeared 

Kindness, Compassion and gratitude

swim like stars in thousands of mountain lakes 

Pristine clear streams nourish the lives of milky way.

It's a cosmic walk out 

Being unaware of the time 

Me an unknown wanderer walking through the way.

As I pass, memory slips from my hand like raindrops on my way.

All alone I walk, unnoticed on the edge of the milky way ...

Blooming Lily 

Lilies bloom 

And flourish in the wilderness of

morning beam,

As is a painting on the canvas of

a satisfied artisan.

Sprinkled silvery rays

Help spreading her argentic wings 

And thus, a white lotus 

as an angel springs.

The stars and the earth  

Continue to be in harmony with sky 

The rivers in the mountain dale

Murmur with a shy.

Is it that makes us feel serene, 

Purify the mind already in a state of vine

And is it also that motel

Which our disturbed mode shall like 

To sleep and dine?

A Blind Dove 

Waiting for years 

For the real sun to rise 

And watched the rise 

from a broken branch of 

An old banyan tree.

 

Strong wind interrupts 

Her painful cry beyond a reach 

While also the waving hands disappear 

In the darkness of the night under open sky .

Not clear 

If do they search for their kins 

In this frozen valley of the winter

Amidst  the snowcapped mountains in the periphery?

A cuckoo awaits to sing a song.

As to when shall that day come 

When the frozen island shall melt 

To paint the valley 

With a wash of vegetative green.

Ornated Sky

The sky, ornated with gloom

 Hides the brightest star in its celestial appearance

And fails to shine through persistent agony.

No one here waits in the mist of suffering

To express his own thoughts

Through vanishing words and alphabets

Doubts arise if the heart thrives  

For words of hope and desire  

Or of kindness and love.

Heartbreaks 

Like snow balls of a dark winter night,

Reverberating the memory of love and passion 

That lay buried under ground from the last winter 

Yet awaits the sun to smile far away  

In the reddish horizon 

With a grandeur in harmoneous love,

Be it for spring or winter.

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.