Deb Panda

Deb Panda Poems

You appear at this cross-
Upon the rising flame of earthen lamp
Lighted- in my evening prayer,

Oh Muse!
When this heart is heavy
restless journey halts,
In fiery spring sun, to darkness-

Oh’ Muse!
High from the highest ranges!
Your smile hails with respite-
Stealing this fervent memories weary band-

My Mother they call-
Fortunate is mine to be blessed-
to be prized for the struggle,
that melts into sweet harmony -

This night is frozen- in delicate frame,
When the rain lashed, rising waves rode
Over his heights of wisdom, giving in bliss
All melts into your elixir, my beloved- abode!

A thought descended over, Her;
Lustrous Eyes; brimmed with dreams,
To ascent over Her Childish Smile-
Unknown! Fear - prejudice of his cycle.

Rued! This soul didn't fade;
Questioning; the despaired fortune -foul!
And wonder? may not this deserve-
To listen; upon resilience, upon my soul.

Oh Muse!
Winter darkness smiles, with bright eyes-
In warm whispering- lips of my Light,
You spell divine-wind in gentle stare pass

The dawn brightens with you-longing to walk
In a bundle of happiness, smilingly nods-
Morning arriving to overtake- darkness of ages,
World is asleep-she sets on a pilgrimage, guides!

Sing this beauty; pause not-
For it will fade after its plot,
Harshly; in rough passage-
Gets weaved in glorious beauty.

All these beats pass by-
Dreams; the nights elude my sleep-
With your childish smile, calm demeanour-
Asleep- to set out; my trip-

She asked to a puzzled cloud,
To foresee where it would fall -
After wandering miles and miles -
And hence, weary for another trail.

Words: beats- elude my heart-
In a gloom- stuck evening spirit far,
Reminds the beauty -hillsides plot;
Whose smile emptied- with thoughts;

I wake up to the splendid fountain of colors,
Deep within steady breaths, fervent to find
Its braided channel, down my starved vision
To pride her radiant smile -my wonderland!

We shall again, raise to the childish Sun-
In adorned courtyard of yesteryear
With fading memoirs of all tears,
We shall meet-whistling meadows, midway summer!

How pleased is a thought of yours,
It was only the nice gestures -
I remember-as a fastening stream,
Of a flood, that outflows the bank.

Belonged to a space of galaxies-
I could rarely dreamt of-
With this tiny heart to face,
To all richest treasure and hope.

Oh Muse!
You came today-to this barren land, with thunderbolt!
Breaking the crust of infertile thoughts!
That separates the majesty and priest-

My vision pierces through the glasses,
To the beats lively with rain
And hiding sun from behind; witness-
To my indelible accounts- unabashed by walls.

One evening, beyond those crystal hillsides-
Rests my thoughts, away from the world,
Of woes and despair, deeply entrenched
With her arrive, fire-works of descending horizon.

Deb Panda Biography

I am DEBADARSHI PANDA, born in a remote, rural village of KEONJHAR, ODISHA. I had my primary education in my village school, secondary in a nearby school of my village. My secondary school, teachers played a significant part in the evolution of poetry so as my early life. All my teachers are the constant source of inspiration for me in all my pursuit, especially teachers of LITERATURE, MATHEMATICS. I do believe it is the eternal truth; the thoughts wear the dress through a sensitive heart only for the endless blessings of my great teachers till today I met. I feel amazed at any piece writing I complete, that how could I write. It may be intangible, yet vividly in my thought I only pray them. At every step I felt their blessings guiding me. I must offer my prayer to them, heartiest bowing… The words spell a magic when the true intense beats match your heart. Words leave an indelible impression, lifeline for the tumultuous life. I ventured into this land in my thoughts long before they were materialized, there beauty felt in words. They are the pivotal stature in my journey, to let the thoughts fly above the clouds as eagle. They surely rekindle the spirit of humanity; profess the ideal to through light on the path to lead. The nature has always inspired so as the circumstances, dearth of idealism, to write and evolve, to percolate the message of this blissful creation, of the greatest teacher for learning. The more I have tried to unleash; more I have been enshrouded, every time many things have left. I firmly believe that’s life; the next one is always the best one, brimmed with optimism, endless possibilities. It is all what life has taught till today…)

The Best Poem Of Deb Panda

Evening Lamp!

You appear at this cross-
Upon the rising flame of earthen lamp
Lighted- in my evening prayer,
Flickering and steady with the wind!

I see you protect this pen;
With the dazzling shield-
When darkness delves deep into it-
Held high; with all kindness in reward!

Joyous- for this journey starts there.
And I reserve this flame for ages-
For my soul finds its temple,
That will go down generation, with undying luster;
Tomorrow -when they discover themselves in darkness!

Deb Panda Comments

Dr Library @ Debadarshi 08 September 2016

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Jyotirmayee Ray 13 February 2016

I remember the first time I read through your poems (I started with 'Mother' n 'Songs of a wedding robe' if m right) , I was more than happy as to see such beautiful lines coming from a kid like u. I have read most of ur earliest poems in the manuscript form. Glad to see the numbers increased n the style, tone, manner polished. Way to go, boy. My blessings!

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Dr Library @ Debadarshi 03 August 2015

To- All my friends.... and to the person, who has selflessly guided, led me through this journey of sketch, sclupture of words, .... Whose reminiscence is enough to land on the sphere of bliss, spirituality, whose words echo the undying sentinel of sagely legacy.... Whatever the time may turn with the tide, you ll always be vivid, the eternal Muse- etched in memory.....One day is too short to express my gratitude, how much i owe.... Happy friendship Day..... My lord, You know, the why....

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sounds really great. you are showing your emotions nice. you will have great future in poetry. i invite you to read my poems. as a friendly look.

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Yash Shinde 28 April 2014

A phenomenal poet with themes incorporating elements of nature-moon, rainbow, rainfall.......... I am love with his style- Oh Muse! ! ! .............You can't just know how proficient he is at poetry, by looking at his roots.... Even the European lads cannot compete his sagacity and maturity! I wish him best of luck for his future endeavors -Yash

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