A small coloured and painted bird,

It’s my request to you,You remain a villain,An expert in villainy,But make not others real villains of life!You with music in the background jump on the cushionLike the hostel boys,Playing with pillows and bolsters,Boxing into and doing the jokeAnd they taking to it really.You boxing in the air and the cameramen showing you beatingThe heroAnd…

Taking me to Edinburgh and Glasgow,Valleys and highlandsWhere Scots if spoken with.

First time affair, first time love,Love you,Love I.My love is a red, red red-roseBlushing at first sight,My coy and shy mistressWith the bent eye-lids.My love, call youAnd I will comeWherever am I,Hearing your call.As love is love,A thing of heart,So innocent, so ignorant a lassUnable to understand this complex world ofSo much complex people.My love,…

Solitude,StillnessIs Jayanta,Jayanta MahapatraMuting down,PlayfulAnd frolicking,Piping down the valleys,Gliding past.

A girl whom took I for my love and life,Is love a meetingOf strangers merely?

Of OrientalismAnd Oriental StudiesAhead of Edward Said.A poet of Man and NatureAnd Over Soul, Over Mind,He is transcendentalOpen to new thought and idea,Always in quest of knowledge and wisdom.He is a poet of new routes,Maps and searches,Lands and visions,Development of human thought and tradition,New light and new thinking.