And pains of separation
have ever been a toy
on the sands of time
writing and wiping a way.
In search of anonymity
since I was a boy,
Lost in the crowds of lonely
stars in the milky way
Shores of Oceans between
You, me and the smiles coy.
Wings get tired
at the end of each day,
Paths are never tied
To the destinies we try,
Hopes make us sleep
dreamless night and day,
May be our next morning
renders an endless sky.
A rare breedof intellect.
ମୋ ଅନ୍ତରେତୁମ ପାଇଁ ଝରୁଥିବା ଗୀତି,କାହିଁକି ଯେଥିଲା ନୀରବତା,ତୁମ ଆଖି –ଚାହାଣୀ ରେ ଗୋଟେ ଶୀତ ରାତି ।ଯେତେବେଳେନେଲ ବି ମେଲାଣିତା ପର ଠୁଆଉ ମୁହଁ ଦେଖାଇଲ ନାହିଁ ।ମୋତେ ଯେଉଁକଥା ପଚାରିଲତାହା ତେବେ,ଲଗାଇଲ, ଶେଷ ରେ ମୋ ପାଇଁ?
Made me bathe in tear-As it came so near.At a pretty little pastAlthough it’d be the last,For things fade so fast‘t was day of my heart.On this day you cameTo my Earth like flame,Gave my love a nameAnd my mind, a frame.The way I felt the Sun,The way I spent the days,The way I looked…
Words seldom bridge the gap.
ଚିକଣ ଚାକଣ ଦିନ ଆଲୁଅ ରେଧୋବ ଧାଉଳିଆ ସଭା ସମିତି ରେମାରୁଥାଏ ପଇଁତରା- –ଆର ଡେଣା ନେଇ ଉଡେ ସେ ଅନ୍ଧାରେଆଖି ଉହାଡ ରେ, ଗମ୍ଭିରୀ ଭିତରେକଅଁଳ, ନରମ, ଡରକୁଳୀ ଦେହଖୋଜୁଥାଏ ଦିନ ସାରା ।।
None alone would be enough.
