DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK Poems

An artist
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An urge to create something;
Strange and wonderful
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How fair are isms;
When we see them
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A sacred path

An elusive captive;
Subtle and fine,
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Awake in the morning, a chilled morning;
Cold breeze sneaking through the window,
Things looked gloomy and not pleasing,
A little bird at the window fluttering and chirping,
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Things once close to heart;
Are seen kissing dust
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God is and the voice of God so sweet;
Joyous are souls longing to hear it,
When God whispers in the stillness of night,
Upon the slumber-track of a quiet street,
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Illusion
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Almost I could see;
A Heaven from Hell
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Hope

Fairy little bird;
Soaring very high,
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Music

Fields and woods;
My dearest friends,
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A face
So familiar once
Returns
For in my garden
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