Blood floods the moon bride.
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To which world
So sudden, off me,My sphere of life,Whose attraction,Which dream, and whatGreat craving was it thatSnatched you from me?For whom wasIn this heartSo much love,So intense affinity,An eternal stream ofProfound affections,Whose cursed lookDid burn all this worldOf my dreams and desires? ?This is a translation of the poemସଖୀ-01 (Sakhi_01)/Odia PoembySubhas Chandra Chakra
My Journey from her womb
Such is a human life
The season of colours arrives
The first brush of love.
କେଉଁ ଦୁନିଆକୁକୁ
ଅଚାନକ ମୋରଜୀବନ ର ପରିଧିରୁ,କାହାା ଅଭିଳାଷକଳ୍ପନା ବିଳାସ,ଆକର୍ଷଣ, ନେଲାଦୂରେ, ତୁମକୁମୋ’ ଠାାରୁ?ଯାହା ପାଇଁ ଥିଲାତୁମ ଅନ୍ତର ରେଏତେ ପ୍ରେମ ଏତେସ୍ନେହ, ଅନୁରାଗ ଧାରା-କିଏ ସେ ଅଶୁଭନଜର ରେ ଜାଳିପାଉଁଶ କରିଲାମୋ ସ୍ୱପ୍ନ -ଦୁନିଆଁ, ସାରା ।।
Like in the past,
paints vermilionon the forehead of the sky.But alas, you’re no more eagernowhere near today, hereto put vermilion in my nameon your forehead with love.This is a translation of the poemସଖୀ-02 (Sakhi_02)/Odia PoembySubhas Chandra Chakra
The latent wishes of Heart-
colour of love on hearts.