In a muse of elixir.
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ଏବେ ମୋର ଦିନ ଆଉ ରାତି
ତୁମ ସ୍ମୃତି ବିଜଡିତ ଯେତେ ସବୁମୋ ଭିତର, ମୋ ବାହାରଛୁଉଁଥିବା ମାଟି ପାଣି ପବନର ଗୀତିଶୀତ ସକାଳର ହିମ, ନିଦାଘ ର ତାତି ।।
A skylark mourns
May be on the other bankBeyond the riverOf the conjugal pleasureFlowing into the sea of voidness.Or worlds apartBeyond the mist of separationThat sings unique notesNotes of broken glasses,Notes of burnt gardens-From a flute of deathCarried through the tidesOf dark winter breezeTo the pyre of mourningThe death of my nascent dreamBefore its first cry.
You are
Of the book of agapeFull of pages of eros,Laden withLines of romances,Commas of pathos, andFull stops of separation.
The darkness wears a wicked gaze
lurks panicked heart to wince.
Love means
Unstoppable, alwaysJourneying onwards,Needing closeness, never! !A rare sky of stars-Shining ever,Possessed never,Welding lone souls,Weaving lone heartsInto a strange worldOf endless separationAnd mouthful anonymity.
Laughter is the beam of radiance
That never dawned.
paints colours on my dreams.
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The honeycomb of my life
You reside in every cell.
ଉଦାସ ସଞ୍ଜେ ସକାଳେ,
ଧୂସର ପଣତ, ମୋରଆକାଶ ର ସାରା ଉପବନେ-ଶିରି ଶିରି ପବନ ରେ ଭିଜାସମୟ ର ଓଢଣୀ ଉହାଡେଜହ୍ନ ଲୁହ ଢାଳୁଥିଲା ବେଳେ-କାହା ମଲା ଖବର ଟାଅପେକ୍ଷା ର ଆଞ୍ଜୁଳା ଫାଙ୍କ ରୁ-ଏ ଯାଏ ବିହଜିଥିଲା ପରି,ବିରହ ର ବଂଶୀଟିଏଗୁମୁରି ଗୁମୁରି,କାନ୍ଦୁଥିବା ବେଳେ-ହଜିଲା ସେ ଦିନ ର ଚାହାଣୀ,ତମ ଆଖି,ବେଶ ମନେ ପଡେ ।।
Jealousy is like the fire
Where it was born.
ସକାଳଠୁ
ମୋ ଭିତରେଥିଲା କେତେ ରାଗ-ତମ ଶେଷକଥା କେଇ ପଦଭରିଦେଲାତୁମ ପାଇଁ ତୀବ୍ର ଅନୁରାଗ ।।ତମ ପାଇଁଆଜି ସକାଳରେତୋଳିଥିଲି ସଜ ଫୁଲଟିଏ,ଶୁଖିଗଲାପ୍ରତୀକ୍ଷା ତାତିରେଦେଲ ନାହିଁ ବୋଲି ତମେଖାଲି ମୋତେ‘ମୁଁ ‘ ଥିବା ମୂହୁର୍ତ୍ତ ଗୋଟିଏ ।।
A tiny cute pretty bud
Blooms into a smileAs I talk a whileTo her heart’s nod.
Like a baby away from its mother’s lap
Refused a piece of land…A land of your own-Your Motherland.