Lust for a life of quest.
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ଜୁଆରିଆ ବେଳାଭୂଇଁ
ଦେହ-ଦେହଏକାକାର କରିବାରଉତ୍ତାପ ଯୋଗାଏ ।ଏକୁଟିଆ ମଶାଣି ରଜୂଇ ନିଆଁ,ଦରପୋଡା-କାଠ ଓ ଅଙ୍ଗାରପ୍ରଣୟ ର ଅଙ୍ଗୀକାର ଦିଏ ।।
The first walk is blissful,
The Songof silence reverberates.
Although
In the dire darkness,He is the oneWho is busy-Building up a worldOf light and delight,Pondering over the dreamsThat might bring laughterIn million lives,Smile in billion lipsFor the ones in the Neighborhood.He is the architectOf unborn dreams andDesires yet to conceive.HeIs the poetBefore the recognition ofThe Society and fameAdorns him, heAlready is a poet.For a poet…
ଆଜି ଜମା ପଦୁଟିଏ କଥା
ସେମାନଙ୍କ ପାଖ ରେ ଥିବା ଟାଭରୁଥିଲା ଅତୃପ୍ତି, ଅଶାନ୍ତି ।ଆଜି ଗୋଟେ ଉପହାର ତମେଦେବ, ବୋଲି ଆଶା କରୁଥିଲି,ସେଇ ନୀଳ ଅକ୍ଷର ର ଚିଠିମୋ ହାତ କୁ ଦେବ ଭାବୁଥିଲି ।।ତମ ଅକ୍ଷର ଟା ସିନା ତୁଚ୍ଛ,ତୁମ ପାଇଁ ମାମୁଲି, ଅଧୁଲି-ମୋ ପାଇଁ ତମର ଧୂଳି ମଳି-ପ୍ରାଣ ଠୁ ନିଜର ଆଉ ଜୀବନ ଠୁ ବଳି ।।।
On the banks of
In the morning or the eveningWhat is so intimateAnd Craving for me,And fills so much craziness…That’s the dream,Young and Nascent,Tender and pleasant,Touches the core of meSecretly, in those momentsOf torturing silence and hollowness.
Never ever can I
Laden with the You-ness of you….Never ever Can IGo awayFrom the groundYou walked upon,From the StreamsYou dipped inside,From the buds and birdsYou talked to,From the meadows openAnd leaves greenYou looked into.I can’t be outside…Of that world-Beyond the borders of warmth,Beneath the depths of weakness,I can’t…Can’t live with the airYou never have breathed!I’m yet to knowAbout…