With you,
Made me forget
The burning of the ages past,
The suffocations and
The searches for you
In the outskirts of
Time and Space,
The painstaking
Millions of moments
Of separation.
Those few moments
And those words
flooded me with a blue fire,
Brought high waves of thirst-
For the nectar of your touch.
Awakened within me
An unstoppable urge,
And triggered
A lust for life.
And pains of separationhave ever been a toyon the sands of timewriting and wiping a way.In search of anonymitysince I was a boy,Lost in the crowds of lonelystars in the milky wayShores of Oceans betweenYou, me and the smiles coy.Wings get tiredat the end of each day,Paths are never tiedTo the destinies we try,Hopes make…
My dearest beingOn my EarthNot because youLook beautiful,Not because youTouch passionateNot because youKiss affectionate,Not because youEmbrace warmly,But because youBelieve me firmlyBut because youAccept as your OnlyOne and OnlyIntimate Friend.
The mother dies of thirst.
on the soil of unuttered words.
ପୁଲକ ର,ଆନନ୍ଦ ର ଦୀପ ଜାଳିବା କୁ ।।ଏ ମାଟି ର ସଳିତା ରେକାହିଁ ଅବା ଅଛି ତେଲ ଏତେ?ନେତା, ଗୁଣ୍ଡା, ମନ୍ତ୍ରୀ, ଅଫିସରଉଗ୍ରପନ୍ଥୀ, ମାଓବାଦୀ ଙ୍କରଭୟ ଆଉ ହିଂସା ର ଅଦୌତିଲାଳସା ର ପ୍ରଶମନ ପରେ-ଆଉ ଅବା ବଳିବ କେତେ ଯେଦୀପ ରେ ଜଳିବ? ?ଦୀପାବଳି ଆସିଛି ଦେଶକୁ….ଆବେଗ ର,ଉଲ୍ଲାସ ର,ଉଚ୍ଛ୍ଵାସ ର ଦୀପ ଜାଳିବା କୁ ।ଏ ଦେଶ ର ସଳିତା ରେକାହିଁ ଅବା ଅଛି ତେଲ ଏତେ?ଉଗ୍ରବାଦ, ସୀମାପାର ସଂଘର୍ଷ ରେଅସହିଷ୍ଣୁ ଦେଶଦ୍ରୋହୀ…
ଧୂଆଁଳିଆସମୟ ଚାଦର ତଳେକେହି ଅବାଧୀରେ ଛୁଇଁଯାଏ –ବାହାରେ ବରଷା ତାରଅବିରତ ରିମ୍ ଝିମ୍ ସୁରେମିଳନ ର ରାଗ ଗାଉଥାଏ ।।
