You, my dear,

So sudden, off me,My sphere of life,Whose attraction,Which dream, and whatGreat craving was it thatSnatched you from me?For whom wasIn this heartSo much love,So intense affinity,An eternal stream ofProfound affections,Whose cursed lookDid burn all this worldOf my dreams and desires? ?This is a translation of the poemସଖୀ-01 (Sakhi_01)/Odia PoembySubhas Chandra Chakra

Heaps of sadness,Surges of darkness.The wild cry of griffinRushed aroundThe black cliff ofMy heart’s voyageIn sea, storm and ice.

ଶୀତ ସକାଳ ରନରମ ଚାହାଣୀ ଖରା,ଉଦାସ ମନ ରଉଦାସ ଅକ୍ଷରେଲେଖୁଥାଏ ନିତିଲୁହ ର କବିତା ପରା ।।

It is the Valentine’s Day.

With dumb and deaf,Dull and lonely Stars!The momentThe symphony of your voiceFingered the stringsThe rivers of the heartAre over flooded,The tides cease to returnBack to the ocean again.The magic flute of thy lipsFilled the tunesBlue and intimate,Full and vertebrate,Flooding the life with rainbows,And symphony of the seven colours.

In my ears of longingThose few secrets of loveHighly inspiring and touching…Your words were strange,Over the hours of your stay,Underneath those verses of careRoses of my last dream did lay!Lots of pleasure and loadsOf pain we had undergoneVeiled within those momentsEngulfing my heart lovelorn!After you spoke about her,Never could I believe, nor did IDare bypassing…

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…

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…

The watering lips,The flickering eyelids,The fingering looks,The embracing hearts abreast-In the morning dew,In the tiring youth,In the frightening heart,A vibration anew, afresh,A rainbow in the afternoonWhen sex is seldom seen! !

Helpless in a way –While we snap our love,Through mere wordsThrough the dotsDots rarely show the real-The realm of beauty,The realm of God,The realm of love.A finger is neededIndeed to point the moon,Once we recognize the moonWhy trouble the finger?

Cry the tears of blood.

Moment to rejoice with love.