A life under the shadow

The beautiful,the lady of the worldof time,of the universe,of space,of the timeless progenythat made all the world so beautiful,so pragmaticwith shapes and forms,with dirt and foam,with desires and dreams,Night,the queen of all desires.The nightthat paved the way toprogeny and procreation.She made the world full.Full of beings,Full of dreams,Full of desires,Full of moonshine andA craving in…

Saraswati, the GoddessOf divine grace and beauty,Of peace and cleanliness,Of knowledge and symmetry,Of celestial music of joy,Of whiteness.She appears in white,White in all that she wearsSymbolises coexistence,Unity in diversityUnity inLanguages we speak,Feelings we possess,Longings we foster,Dreams we cherish,Lands we dwell upon,Minds we deal with,Wavelengths of thoughtwe communicate with.It’s a moment divineto see us in everythingto…

But seen nowhere.

Steal anything you eat.

Hatred would do the rest.

When love conquered frightful death.

Riveted to her own glory-Lost generations ago,But found last nightSitting on my velvet heart,With a pleasant countenanceOn such a moment, whenThe shattered memoriesRevived back to meIn the broken time line,When the meek worldStood still for aMoment or two.

Clouds across the speechless sky.

As a flying cloud-Dense and thick withHopes and desiresWorth being watched.You cameIn my soundless desertAs an oasis of lyrics-Sweet and inspiringFull of enthusiasmWorth being listened to.You cameIn my green less gardenAs a singing birdWith albums of songs-Melancholic and thrilling,Filled me from within with hopesWorth being echoed within heart.Never did I anticipateIn such a tender age,…

invoke an urge to fantasize.

ଦିବ୍ୟ ଶିଶୁଟିରଶୁଭ ଜନ୍ମଦିନ,ଦୁନିଆର କୋଣେ କୋଣେକୋଟିଏ କଣ୍ଠରେ ତା’ରଜୟ ଜୟ ଗାନ! !ଏମିତିକା ଲଗନ ରେଜାଣିଛ କି, ମୁଁ ଭାବୁଛି କ’ଣ?ତମେ ଯଦି ଆସିଥାନ୍ତଆଉ ଗୋଟେ ଯୁଗର ଆଗରୁଆଜି ଏଇ ଲଗନ ରମହାର୍ଘ ବେଳାରେ –ଆମେ ଭେଟିଥାନ୍ତେ ଆଜିକେଉଁ ବେଳା ବୁକୁ ପାଶେସମୁଦ୍ର ଧାରରେଅବା କେଉଁହୋଟେଲ ବା ରେସ୍ତାରୋଁ ରେମହମ ର ଲିଭନ୍ତ ଆଲୋକେ,ଚିକ୍ ମିକ୍ କରୁଥିବା ଦୁହିଁଙ୍କରମୁହଁ ଝାଳ, ଲୁହର କାକରେଆଗାମୀ ବରଷ ପାଇଁଶୁଭେଚ୍ଛା ବାର୍ତ୍ତା ରେ ।।

Wet it upWith tears and bloodGratifying.

In the lyrics of the bees.

Have been ruling this landWith the supreme dictum:Never to see the CrimesNever to speak about criminalsNever to listen about their sponsorsBut I am not dead…Dead with eyes, ears or the tongue…So I want to write.

Statues are easy to erect.

ଲିଭି ଲିଭି ଆସେ ।ମଶାଣି ରେ ମଧୁଶାଳାତୁମେ ମୟ ତୁଳସୀ ଚନ୍ଦନେମହ ମହ ବାସେ ।।

ଅନ୍ତର ର ଶୁଖା ପଡିଥିବାଅନ୍ତହୀନ ବିରହ ସମୁଦ୍ରେଅଚାନକ ଜୁଆର ଆସିଲା,ଭରିଗଲା ଫୁଲେ ଫୁଲେଫଗୁଣ ର ରଙ୍ଗ,ଆସିଗଲା ସତେ ଅବାମୋ ଆତ୍ମା ର ଅନଙ୍ଗ ଭୂଇଁ ରେପ୍ରଣୟ ର ମେଘ,ଏବେ ସାରା ଆକାଶ ରେ ଆମକିଏ ଅବା ଭରି ଦେଲାମିଳନ ର ରଙ୍ଗ ।।

For everything new and fresh,For everything far and near,For ideas novel and innovative,For solitudeAmongst densest crowds,For altitudes of lifeBeyond the clouds,For attitudesSocial, human and spiritual,For sharingThe last pie with the stranger,For caringThe victims of misfortune,For ventures into paths unknown,For cultures differentAnd faiths of others,For all thoughts in and aroundRevolutionary,Socialistic,Scientific,Modern,Spiritual,Aesthetic,Literary,Philosophical or Ethical.