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A temple built with words
God waits impatiently to inaugurate.
All my boyish dreams
With your silent whisperIn my earIn those days of youthBore fruit-It helped me shapeA man in my own image,In me.
Apes are those on Earth
With free boats on the bank.
As my poems whisper to me,
In the way one reveals a secret-to the childhood friend, they speakmore of my silences than my noises withinand the chaos around.Like a shy lily under the heavy night rain,Like a gust of humid air carrying the painof molestation over a timid girl’s teen skin,Words of silence condenseInto unhappy drops of tear whenThe flesh of…
War is a blurring scratch
Moving ahead with a high pace.
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ସବୁ କିଛି ଖୋଲି କହି ଦେବି,ଯାହା କିଛିଅନ୍ଧାରରେ ଅଛିଅନ୍ତରରେ, ଝରକା ଖୋଲିବି…।।ହେଲେ ତମଆଖିର କୋଣରେନ ଥିଲା ସେ ରଙ୍ଗ ଓ ତରଙ୍ଗ –ଯାହା ମୋ’ରଶବ୍ଦ ର ଓଠ ରେଭରିଥାଏ ଆବେଗ ଅନଙ୍ଗ ।।କେଡେ ଶୀଘ୍ରସରିଗଲା ବେଳ,ମନ ତଳ ବେଜନାର ରକ୍ତ…ଅଭିବ୍ୟକ୍ତିଜମାଟ ବାନ୍ଧିଲା,ରହିଗଲା ନିଃଶବ୍ଦ, ଅବ୍ୟକ୍ତ..।।।