Avinash Patra Poems

Summer

Let us go into the fields, my beloved, for the time of harvest approaches, and the sun's eyes are ripening the grain. Let us tend the fruit of the earth, as the spirit nourishes the grains of joy from the seeds of Love, sowed deep in our hearts. Let us fill our bins with the products of nature, as life fills so abundantly the domain of our hearts with her endless bounty. Let us make the flowers our bed, and the sky our blanket, and rest our heads together upon pillows of soft hay.
...

We just separated yesterday only but how will I live in this conditions for ages.


Death didn't come but why did your memories come.
...

Oh! My love, if I get your sorrow,
I swear to you, I'll become better....and become beautiful.

if you give me this gift, I 'll say no to all other...happiness of life...
...

The blossoms in your eyes
Become's, the light the heat...

The blossoms in your eyes
...