Three Poems Poem by Bijaylaxmi Sarangi

1

Somber of night an illusory mirage
Endless thirst morning haze...........
Days make aimless path
Crazy rover, Vagrant heart
Chases for the last asylum
to be lost in the great confluence
as do the beloved and lover
Ocean and river......
and they make one
being mingled to each other......

2

Who is coming with the thrills
of soft breeze
arousing inside heart a desire to burn
as would be forest fire a fiary
seeing me alone counting my past
twinkling like stars
laughs the new comer....

3

In lone my thought
calling you oh crazy moon..........
all my cajoling went in vain
you could not forget those flowers of past
which while falling aired its odor
which lust made you blind
that odor comes often in your mind......
makes you fall in her sweet hurt....

now you have arrived
oh silvery moon from far horizon.......
carrying the boons of new creation.......
you sprinkle the nectar rain......
but still the lost odor
has become your stain..