The river of separation freeze
in the cold patches of Earth left
where the Sun is to place kisses soft.
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Both are mammals
Both develop their skills.One chills, the other kills.One humanizesSo much thatBeasts become petsRocks become slatesMonkeysmake Rome,Jungles become Home.Barriers become routes,Stems bear fruits.Music brings rain,Words suck pain.Poems render love,Eagle becomes dove.The other dehumanizesSo much thatPets become wild,Forests become field.Leaders become monkey,Folks become donkey.Bloodbecomes honey,Godbecomes money.Guns become tools,Schools produce fools.Friends become foes,Mosques become zoos.
ତୁମ ଆଖି, ଓଠ,
ଗୋଲାପୀ ଚିଵୁକ ଧାରେ-କେବେ ଭରିଥିଲଇନ୍ଦ୍ରଧନୁ ରରଙ୍ଗ ସେ ଆଇନା ରେ ।।ସବୁତକ ସ୍ୱପ୍ନମୋ ଛାତି ତଳରଯେଉଁ ଠାରେ ଲାଖି ଥିଲା-ଆଜି ସେ କବରୀସମୟ ଝଡ଼ ରଆଘାତ ରେ ଖୋଲା ଖୋଲା ।।
It is really
like a goodbye letter,recalling all greatand sorrowful eventsthat slipped betweenthe thin silver liningon the dark and blackcloudsof separationthat engulfed uswith its tough and sharp,bare and cold hands.And just becauseI couldn’tmake myselfto tell you goodbye,I leave my wordsto console you..’:Because, as and whenyou would be lonely,and you may missthose bygone daysthat you spent with me,you will…
Million-ships afloat on thy river
The first love-poem on thee,On the rising morning Sun’s gleeWas written on the heart’s blank paper.
What love means to me?
A limbless grip, bindingPairs of distant souls together.A fragrant glue, stickingTo both the ends of the world.A silent path, bridgingThe gaps of loving hearts.And a crime, killingEvery probable existence of hatred anywhere!
ତମେ କ’ଣ
ପିଲାବେଳ ସପନ ରଟିକି ନୀଳ ପରୀ?ଯିଏ ଆସୁଥିଲେ ଆଣୁଥିଲାଫୁଲ, ଫଳ, କୂହୁତାନ,ବାଦଲ, ଜୋଛନା!ଆଉ ଯିଏଲୁଚି ଗଲେ ଥରେଜୀବନରୁ ହଜି ଯାଉଥିଲାଆଶା ଆଉ ଆଲୋକ ରବିଭୋର ମୂର୍ଛନା ।କୁହ ପ୍ରିୟତମା!କୁହ ମୋ’ର ଟିକି ରାଜ ଜେମା? ?