Of my youthful Ocean
Made me a ship-
Changing the flags of time.
Once in life
Again
The ship started
Swelling its sails
As today
The wind blows
From
The most favoured direction.
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A spoon in the dish.!
Here I am
that has been beatingin a never-ending way,Resonating to thelyrics of windblowing among the treesthat chat so silentlyin forests distant, unknown.Resonating to themusic of riversflowing downhillupon the curvy pathswhere the pebbles of pastcollide with stone bed of lifedeep underneath, eternallyfearlessly weathered.Whenever I gazefar at the end ofmy horizonsI feelmy recurring breathshave never liveda life with youAnd…
You were the Buddha-of-Physics
A rare breedof intellect.
Torch me dear or not
For love is a pyre.
Someone must be there.
soft, yet prevailinga little away,at this hour of the dawnwhen the Sunis yet to riseand greet the worldin and aroundwith its radiant orangeshine with a smile,and inspiring the travellerlike meto walk an extra mile.
ଯେଉଁ ଠିକଣା ରେ ସେଖୁଥିଲ ତମେ
ଅଛି ସେ ଠିକଣା, ତୁମ ନୀଳ ନୀଳଛୁଆଁ ରେ ଗାଧୁଏ ଏଠି ।।ତୁମରି ପରଶେ, ଖିଲି ଖିଲି ହସେମୁଖରିତ ହେଉଥିଲା,ବିରହେ ତୁମର ଆଜି ଖାଲି ଖାଲିସେ ହୃଦୟ ପାନ୍ଥଶାଳା ।।