The first love-poem on thee,
On the rising morning Sun’s glee
Was written on the heart’s blank paper.
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A poem
a dream come true.Prior to its conceptionthe poet feels likesomeone or somethingis withina limbless entitya touchless kiss,a lust free urgetouching you,kissing you,hugging you,embracing you,fingering atall the strings of the heartlaceratingall the veils of desireslickingall the tenderness withingaggingall the chaosinside the locked corridor.of the soul.And here starts the nausea..The first vomits initiatedSign of impregnationAnd the idea…
You made my life-
With your love and care.BlueWith your looks and stare.GreenWith your dreams, divine.YellowWith your holy, pious, shine.BrightWith your passionate kiss.And darkWith your touches, I miss.On this auspiciousMoment of your birthWish you allThat keeps you warm,That makes you firm,That gives you peace,That delivers you blissThat renders you charmThat does no harm.That sings of loveAnd songs of my…
Love
Look at itWith all your heartPassionate.
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? ?
Alphabets are everything,
All you need to be,All you need to have,Are nothing but to learn thatAlphabets of PoliticsAnd Politicians-are to be masteredand put into practicesAt an appropriate timeand place, alongwithA right kind of shrewdnessand reasonable mindset.
I know you love many things,
Large, Broad, wide, vast,Diverse, smooth and sublime.Like every lifeYou also need a spaceBoundless,like the vast expansesOf the boundless skyover the desertIn the moonlit night.In my heart,A desert without youThere is butVastness of sand,loftiness of cloud,Pervasiveness of wind,Boundless earth,Wideness of vision andFickleness of mist.The house you needTo accommodate you,Whole of your desires, andAll of your pains…