Desire in me to be

I have no reservation withinLeft so far to write offMy earlier words,My earlier promises toBe at your beck and callBe within your arms reachAs and when you recall.It’s now high timeWe announce our love aloudAnd concerns for the other,When there is little leftto unwanted restrictionsAnd blazing crowd to taunt usAnd our hearts still singingTo the…

You from me.My Earth stoppedIts revolution,The Sun absconding fromMy gravitational pulls.

A game played for both sides.

My lonely island heart nailsthe harbinger who shone, as moon stallsthe far western sky, when night falls.

ମୋ ଜୀବନ ଚଲାପଥ ଧାରେ,କେତେଥରଆସିଚ ବା ତମେମୋ ରାତିର ସପନ ଶେଯ ରେ?କେତେ ଅବାଭିଜାଇ ପାରିଛମୋ ଛାତିକୁ ତୁମ ଆଖି ଲୁହେ,କେତେ ବାରଫିଟାଇ କହିଛମନ କଥା, ଉବୁଟୁବୁ କୋହେ?ତମ ସହଭେଟ ହେଲା ପରେଅଳ୍ପ କେଇ ସପ୍ତାହ ଯାଇନି –ତମେ କିନ୍ତୁପାଲଟି ଗଲଣିସବୁ କିଛି, ମୋ ମନ ର ରାଣୀ!

In any form you love…In any form you like…To answer my call,Call of my wildness,Call of my distress,Call of my lonely soul,Call of my craving heart.Answer, Darling! Answer-Give me your lip-less kisses,On the cheeks of my dreams,On the forehead of my Screams,On the eyelids of my dozing soul,On the skin of my heart and skull.Kiss…

A snowflake in the Sea.

Setting a fire is easy.

afraid of numbersafraid of its own echoNobody seems to seekThe path of enlightenment,The era of the exalted Buddha,Nirvana or salvation fromThe cycle of Karmic bondages.But the number of timesThey visited the shrinesor offered homageunder media coveragealone counts.

ମୋ ଆଖି ମିଶି ଗଲା ପରେ,ମୁଁ ନିଜକୁମାପି ଶିଖିଲି ।ତଉଲିଲିମୋର ସାରା ଆକାଶ କୁ,ଆକାର ର କେନ୍ଦ୍ର, ପରିଧି କୁ ।।ପାଲଟିଲିମାନଚିତ୍ର ଟିଏତମ ଆଖି-ଭୂଗୋଳ ବହି ରେ ।।।

Large, Broad, wide, vast,Diverse, smooth and sublime.Like every lifeYou also need a spaceBoundless,like the vast expansesOf the boundless skyover the desertIn the moonlit night.In my heart,A desert without youThere is butVastness of sand,loftiness of cloud,Pervasiveness of wind,Boundless earth,Wideness of vision andFickleness of mist.The house you needTo accommodate you,Whole of your desires, andAll of your pains…

those fragrances-which one wasfrom her, andwhich one wasfrom Him.But they kept onintoxicating herdesire of the soulto hug him with lust,to kiss him with passion,to hold him with desire,to have Him with love-for the remaining daysof her seasoned life.

The morning sunshinePaint me shy and pinkThe azure of the skyI gives me a call-A call of the wildTo roam aboutIn the autumn breezeI have always wantedTo flee,So as to be thereHigh up in the skyThat lie-So vast, so wide, so open.

ମୋ ଶୂନ୍ୟ ଆକାଶେଦେଇଛ ନୀଳିମା ଭରି-ତୁମେ ଆଜି ମୋରଆକାଶ ର ଅସ୍ତରାଗ,ମୋ ଶୁଷ୍କ ଜୀବନେଜୀଇଁବା ର ଅନୁରାଗ ।ତୁମେ ସପ୍ତ ରଂଗୀଇନ୍ଦ୍ର ଧନୁ ର ମୋହ…ସେ ସବୁଜ ଭୂଇଁସବୁଜିମା ଟହଟହ,ମୋ ଆଖି ଆକାଶେତୁମେ ଅନ୍ତରଙ୍ଗ ଛବି,ମୋ ପ୍ରତି ସକାଳେଆକାଂକ୍ଷା ର ନୀଳ ଛବି!ଯେବେ ଠାରୁ ତମେଆକାଶେ ଆସିଲ ନାହିଁ,ସେବେ ଠାରୁ ମୋରଅନ୍ତରେ ରକ୍ତ କଇଁ! !ଭରା ଭରା ସାରାମନ ସରସୀ ର ଜଳ,ମନ ଲାଖି ମନପାଇବା ରେ ଛଳ ଛଳ!ଏବେ ନାହିଁ ଆଉ-ଦୁଃଖ ତୁମେ ନ ଥିବା…

No horse to ride onNo jacket to cover-the bare skin shiversno blanket togo miles before sleep,Myriad Frostsweep their fateUnder the smoghorizons shrinkto things miniatureHunger, Shelter and Clothes.Inches become unthinkable,miles to go-sounds ridiculous.

of a corporate job-A collector,A governor,A professor,A director,That never fits to nourish the poorThat cares never for the weak ever,That makes one tall enoughNot to see below,That makes one rich enoughNot to see the hungryor thirstyanywhere,nor the helpless girlunable to dream a life anymore,blinded by the muscled.I would rather bea small farmersomewhere near the slumscooking…

Sharp in mind,Young at heart,Sound in health,Round in wealth,Handsome in his looks,Happy with his books,Walking along the road,Talking not so loud,Smiles wetting the lips,Thoughts slowing the hips,Nodding to the breeze,On the flooding bridge,Sweating as he had-All over, toe to head,As I asked to know-How are his days now?Smiled, did not try-A single word to say,As…

The Valentine’s Day has come.

ଦୁନିଆ ପଡିଛି ଖାଲି ଖାଲି ସେଠିଶୁଖା ଶୁଖା, ଖାଁ ଖାଁଅୟୁତ ଶରତ, ହଜାର ବସନ୍ତହଜାଇଛି ଯେଉଁ ଗାଆଁ-ତା ଆମ୍ବ ବଉଳ ବାସ୍ନା ରେ ବାସ୍ନା ରେଅଛି ଲେଖା ତୁମ ନାଆଁ ।।

beauty and fragrance in you.

ନୀଳ ନୀଳ ଆକାଶୀ ଆଖି ରେ-ନି8ସଙ୍ଗତା, ଖାଁ ଖାଁ, ବର୍ଷା ର ବିରହ ।।ଶେଫାଳୀ ର ଟପ୍ ଟପ୍ ଲୁହ,ସକାଳ ର ଚିକିମିକି ଘାସ ର ଚିବୁକେ-କୋହ ମୋହ ସ୍ମୃତି ର ଆଞ୍ଚୁଡା-କୋହ ମୋହ ଗଭୀର କ୍ଷତ ରେ ।।ଯୁଗ ର ସାଇତା ସ୍ୱପ୍ନଟଳ ମଳ ଆଖି ର କଜଳେ,ନୀଳ ନୀଳ ଛବି ଫୁଟି ଉଠେ-ଲୁହ ର କାକର ଆଉମଲା ଜହ୍ନି ଫୁଲ ର ଓଠ ରେ ।।ଝାଳୁଆ ଶରତ ସଞ୍ଜଅନ୍ଧାର ରେ ଜକଜକ କରେ-ସଞ୍ଜ ଦୀପ,…

Who, adds a new pageTo the writing pad of loving heartsWho, have undergone erotic lethargyAfter seasons of disharmony and discord.And the pages arePainted in the colour of loveWet with rains of urges to liveLonger than their span of lifeClad with cotton of passionWarmer than the hugs of lost friendsFilled with naked emptiness of SoulFuller than…

You reside in every cell.

On the petals of a flower,My love for youhas lingered over liveslike a cosmic paintAnd a celestial fragranceupon my souleternally cravingfor your companion.

of her life came.He enteredwith a gush ofmild morning breeze.He made her robes flyand the skin underneathshiver with a waveshiver with a pleasurein the sweet dream ofsharing that moment,the moment of ecstasywith her loverthen and there-on the same roadhand in hand,shoulder by shoulder,on the same bed-arm in arm,palm in palm,lips on lips,and heart beatsresonating tothe…

Lived so many nights,Lived so many lives,So many waves of desiredashed on the shoresof this mind-So many clouds of urgeflew over the skiesof this heart.But I was lonely,as everalone on my bed,alone on my road,like a butterflywith burnt wingslooked at the hearth of life.Like a mothof the restless midnightI loved to burn and breakmy wings…

Shrewd in the eye,Inside hid a sinister.She made him sit onThe most comfortable chair,Coffee or tea, asked she-Took his utmost care.The most delicate wordsShe served as he’d mug,Asked how could sheBe at his call, at his leg.She started singing-Rhymes of his praise,How his coming hereHas brought the autumn days.The Sun has softenedOr has become a…

ବିତିଲାଣିତୁମ ଗଲା ଦିନୁଁ…ନୂଆ ଏଇରୂପ ରଙ୍ଗ, ସ୍ପର୍ଶ..ଭୂଲାଉଛିପୂର୍ବ ଛବି ମନୁଁ..ଏବେ ଲାଗେତୁମେ ହିଁ ଆସିଛ,ମୋ ପାଖ କୁରୂପ ବଦଳାଇଖାଲି ଯାହାବଦଳିଛି ନାଆଁବାକି ସବୁଅଛି ଏକା ସେହି…

Enjoyed, not played,On unseen grounds, hearts,Spontaneous.

Their Purses, a bit unwilling of course.

Gardens of peace,Gardens of coexistence,Gardens of theWhole civilizationMeant forThe kids and the old,The weak and the bold,The rich and the poor,Now, always, for ever.

Nothing left to rest upon.

Hallucinations conjure your limbless forms.

ଆପଣେଇ ନେବା,ଏକାପରି ବୁଝୁଥିବା,ଏକାପରି ଭାବୁଥିବା,ସାଥୀ ହୋଇ ଭୋଗୁଥିବାଗୋଟିଏ ଦାହ ର ଜ୍ୱାଳା,ଗୋଟିଏ କମ୍ପନ !ଆମେ ହେବା ଗୋଟିଏ ଦୁନିଆ-ଆଖି ଆଉ ଅକ୍ଷର ରେ,ସ୍ମୃତି ଆଉ ସପନ ରେ,ଗୀତ ଆଉ ଶବଦ ରେ,ନିଦ ଆଉ ବିଛଣା ରେ-ସବୁଥିରେ ଏକ ମନ ପ୍ରାଣ! !ସେଇ ନୀଳ ଶପଥ କୁନେବା ପାଇଁ ଆଜି ପରାଏ ଜନ୍ମ ରସର୍ବ ଶ୍ରେଷ୍ଠ ଦିନ! ! !

In their starry looksEngulfing meIn my dreams.Occasionally,A gush of airShakesme off –My dream is shakenNew facesNew smilesReplace the old onesI get back toMy drowsy landOf dreams, fresh yet alien.

road and bed, dreams and realmsIs red in colour.