Tuna Biswal Poems

Nira’s Tale of Love XIII

Arms those never perspired;
Charms that never inspired.
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Nira’s Tale of Love Epilogue

From the valley of death she got a cordial invitation.
Black rays celebrate thy sheath a perennial juvenation.
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Memory

Bubbles troubles my easiness,
My nerve crumbling in the business.
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My children are anxious to pick up the rags.
I am happy as my hands are free in shackled legs.

Sacred were my fathers who me begotten
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Odisha-My Mother

I say it proud my mother is Orissa,
Always who keep awake in full amnesia.
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Lullaby-Little Little Let Sleep Leap

Let sleep leap little little,
Let sleep leap brittle brittle.
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A SOUL DEPARTED TODAY AT PIET

A soul exited Today to the abode of heaven
I could not recall his face as others say was a man
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Nira’s Tale of Love V

It was His maiden day at varsity,
An expert in rhetorical propensity.
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Nira’s Tale of Love VI

Not as a child of mother, She kept aloof;
Her virginity was mocked by Her mad proof.
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Ode to Aashu

O Ashu, My pen hesitates to record down,
You remain an experience in me to crown.
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