After the tempestuous rain
And flutter and fall
Of the leaves
While crossing over the forest track
...
It is a beauty to see
The golden brown but black-mouthed
Mother hanuman monkey
Jumping down
...
The big bird
Bulging and billed
The vulture
Talk I,
...
Long-necked,
But bulging-bellied
In a horizontal form,
The ostrich
...
He is a poet
Of twilight,
Dawn-break,
Jayanta Mahapatra,
...
A dawn at Puri,
The crows cawing,
People waiting to enter
The Great Temple.
...
After the death of my father,
My mother woke up
All of a sudden
Noticing a poisonous, deadly krait
...
The glare of the eyes
Itself hinted it
That
It was
...
My heart leaped up
When I saw
A kite
Flying so high
...