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The broken brow of the night
You sway in a silver time boat.
Let the moon turn red
A signature is just enough.
Time was a river
We were towns apartFor the remaining days.Seasons made it toughTo weep just for you,For I had to be a son,For my yelling mom too.I had to bring her a maid,A loving cook and a nurse,How could have I shedMy tears of youth years?There lies the collegeWhere our eyes watched,Behind lagged the phase,When the dream egg…
War is a gust of air
For a caravan of peace lovers.
Life’s ways are diverse
And pains of separationhave ever been a toyon the sands of timewriting and wiping a way.In search of anonymitysince I was a boy,Lost in the crowds of lonelystars in the milky wayShores of Oceans betweenYou, me and the smiles coy.Wings get tiredat the end of each day,Paths are never tiedTo the destinies we try,Hopes make…
ତୁମରି ଆଖି ର
ଛୁଇଁ ମୋ ସାଗର ବେଳା ।ଉତ୍ତାଳ, ଅଧୀର,ନୀଳ ତରଂଗ ରେମନ ଓଦା କରୁଥିଲା ।ମନ ବୀଣା ତାରେମଳୟ ବିଭୋରଯାଦୁ ଛୁଆଁ ଚାଳୁଥିଲା ।ଆଜି ବିରହ ରବିଧୁର ଓଁ କାରେଗୁଞ୍ଜରିତ ପାନ୍ଥଶାଳା ।।