Manomohan Acharya is a poet and lyricist from India. He is also a researcher and published author. His contribution appears significant by inspiring the classical dance, Odissi, for the first time to enter into Bollywood with his lucid Sanskrit lyrics.
He was born in the village Lathanga in Jagatsinghpur district in Orissa, India in 1967. He was born in a Sanskrit family of Lathanga, Orissa of parents Pandit Mayadhar Acharya and Parvati Devi.
Manomohan Acharya has contributed a lot to modern Sanskrit literature both as Poet and Play-wright.
Sanskrit Eloquency Award, Vikram University, Ujjain, M.P.,1990
Vanikavi Award from Vanivinodi ... more »
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Manmohan Acharya Poems
O! Poet Bumblebee, please don’t repeat such poetry which are hummed by the dancing rhythm of the sweet sounds
Mother Earth is losing her glory, frightened by hunger. O! Romantic Bumblebee, Can you not provide
The Ultimate Source of Light
Give me compassion, Almighty, enlighten me, O! Indefinite. You alone conquer; You are the ultimate Source of light.
Lotus Bed And Bumblebee
O! Lover, Enjoyment… on the soft body of a lotus is always risky and inconsistent
O! Dear Bumblebee, The poetry is the Earth, charming; The river, flowing from lofty mountains; Nature, a young woman and a heavenly plant
Mother Earth is very soft like a blue water lotus. This Vasumati, source of all wealth, is like a garden,
O my lovely Death!
Welcome, welcome, o my lovely Death, I am not frightened, till my last breath. (1) Dies a tree, dies a bee, do they care you?
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O! Poet Bumblebee,
please don’t repeat such poetry
which are hummed
by the dancing rhythm of the sweet sounds
coming out of the bangles
and leg ornaments having small bells,
of the prostitutes.
The lady laborers are living cursed lives.
They are working very hard in impassable mines
and dangerous forests,
bathing with their tears and sweat.
and feet have become very thin
and bodies have become weak.
O! Poet Bumblebee,
please don’t repeat such poetry which narrates
the sexual pleasure
describing the bored beauty...