Rajendra padhi

THE BIRD’S SONGS-I
No where I rest for passion of flying
When the sun brushes on my wings,
The craft is endowed on me from birth
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Turning inside out
She is a secret pond in my heart’s garden
The late spring has endowed lilies
Those bloom under a crescent moon,
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THE SONGS OF VOID-1
O my dear!
Nothing is gained
Nothing is lost
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OUR VILLAGE

Perfectly little in size
A pond where I fished,
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MY SISITER
The delight of exploring her
Wheeling around my wrist in the thread,
Diligent, with no other thought but love
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The wit and charm of sprightly girls
The soft endearing voice,
Like dancers on the stage
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BIRTH DAY

It was winter
Bore my shape
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OUR TEARS

Our tears will become a river
And keep on flowing,
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I weep in a prison in quietness
A bird in elusive dreams,
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O My Dear,
All my emblazoned glory is flowers of twilight
Sails into moon light transmuting me into wind,
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My town is left bare
The trees are lifeless of beauty,
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The sea no more endears my eyes
Dressed in sunlight splitting bright,
No more in music lapping on shore
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A long broom in my hand
Sweep the flowers
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Tell me Icarus
Why did you fly close to the sun?
How did you feel falling down?
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We love each other
We lie too,
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A pain she alone feels
An image moves in the pupil,
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Your memories are hidden
In plastic covers
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I situate myself
With awesome questions,
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I am never to part from you dear
My words like young leave grow,
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Morning trickles in the streets
Weave thoughts of green logic,
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