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It was
between the Earthand her loverthe king of the seasons-Spring, adorn witha marigold smileon his lips andan orange lustin the eyes.The Earth has herrobes of rosesembroidered withsweet fragrances,her bed ladenwith bunches ofmanyhued flowersthat reflect herdeep love for Him.
Dreams treasured,
Over million agesCan’t turn into lyrics…Unsolved mysteries,dreams of myriad nightsMetamorphose into dreamsnever get cherished.Turn in stead to relics.This is a translation of the poemସଖୀ-03 (Sakhi_03) /Odia PoembySubhas Chandra Chakra
And then they developed
That made a monkey a king!They learnt to speakIn a roundabout way,To hide and seek while they spoke.They learnt to mean without speakingAnd to speak without meaning.Sometimes…They spoke more to themselvesAnd less to their audience aroundAnd learnt to keep them waiting.They devised newer methodsPeriodically, more to confuseThan to be in use for thoseWho came to…
A silent heart is unmuted
It is the Valentine’s Day
That evening
from the distant light poston my lonely verandaI saw a few antsengaged in the act perennialand the oldest gamethe game of predation.The ants were smallyet outnumberingthe scorpionmighty,black,gigantic,age old,might have preyed othersmyriad timesother insects withfruitless prayersto escape fromhis deadly stingsandand yes,peacefully digested over.But this timealas!the scorpionA Henzur Rupertwas defeated,His legs werenow carried,its sting was stung.Oh! It’s…