All dignity wilted by wind.
Similar Posts
War is a duster that wipes
Off the dash board of Civilization
Deep down the lake of your lover’s tears
Like a soap bubble yet to be touched.I love you, So I don’t touch..But simply keep countingThe minutes, andThe beats of my heart.
War is a dark chalk that strikes
Written on human mind.
The first walk is heart-throbbing
Shy cloud hides the moon.
ତୁମେ ଏଇ ଦୁନିଆ ରେ ଥିବ
ଖୁସୀ ଖୁସୀ ଦେହ ଛାଡି, ସେ ପୂର କୁ ଯିବି…ଗୋଟିଏ ଦିନ ର ଦୂରୀ,ଏ ବିରହ କି ଅସହ୍ୟଜନମ ପାଇଁ ଅଲଗା, କେମିତି ଯେ ଯିବି…ଆଗକୁ ଆସୁଚି ପୁଣି କେତେବଇଶାଖୀ ବିରହ ରଲମ୍ବା ଲମ୍ବା ଦୂରତା ର ବେଳା-କେମିତି ସହିବି ଏକା ଏକାସେ ନିଃସଙ୍ଗ ମୂହୁର୍ତ ରଅନ୍ତର ର ସୀମାହୀନ ଜ୍ୱାଳା…
The first dog
at her will,wherever shelikes to flee,whenever sheloves to turnlike a free bird.The second dogfollows herreligiously,Sticks to her shadow,Licks the same plateas and when she does.For him, it becomesthe need of the hour.And the God of Erosblesses him, in a while.The third dogwatches all, silentlyfrom a distancewith his eyes blank,blurred with incompetence,Submits to the setting SunOf…