For love is a pyre.
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ତମ ଆଖି
ଅନୂଢ ଛୁଆଁ ରେମୋ ଭିତର ହୋଇ ଯାଏମହମହ ବାସ୍ନା ମୟ,ମୋ ଛାତି ର ଅନ୍ଧାର ଆକାଶେଫୁଟିଯାଏ ତାରା ଫୁଲତମ ଭସା ଭସା ଚାହାଣୀ ର ।।ତମ ଆଖିଛୁଇଁ ଛୁଇଁ ଯାଏମାଟି ରୁ ଆକାଶ ଯାଏମୋ ଭିତର, ମୋ ବାହାରବିନ୍ଦୁ ବିନ୍ଦୁ ସମଗ୍ର ଅସ୍ତିତ୍ୱ-ହୋଇ ଯାଏ ଏକାକାରଦେହ ମନ ଅନ୍ତର ରସବୁ ରୂପ, ଆକାର ର ବିଶ୍ୱ ।।ତମ ଆଖି କି କିମିଆ କରେ…ଲାଜ ଆଉ ସଂକୋଚ ରସବୁତକ ଶୁଖିଲା ପତରଜଳିଯାଏ ନିମିଷକେ,ଆଖି ପଲକ ରେ।।
All that they sang rhymed
It is the Valentine’s Day.
The sound of falling down
All dignity wilted by wind.
The air around
Moments ago,Became wetwith a calm silence,and was filledwith a sweet fragrance.He enteredher hall of heartwith a radiantorange robe,royal and brilliantin colour, and lustre.A mild and cool breezestarted to blowfrom the South,as if to thrill herwith the exotic aromaof love that emanatedfrom his deep, loving heart.