ମିଳନ ର ରଙ୍ଗ- 13 (Milana Ra Ranga -013/Odia Poem) Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
ମିଳନ ର ରଙ୍ଗ- 13 (Milana Ra Ranga -013/Odia Poem)
ତମେ ସେଇ ଟିକି ଫୁଲ
ଓଠ ପାଖୁଡା ରେ
ବୋକ ଦେବ, ତୁମ ରକ୍ତ
ଓଠର ଧାର ରେ ।
ସେ ପରଶ ପାଇଗଲେ
ତୁମ ପାଶୁଁ ଏକା,
ରଙ୍ଗେ ଛାଇ ଯିବ ମୋର
ନୀଳ ଉପତ୍ୟକା ।।
Before the limbs or lips or hands feel each other, the soul and the heart starts reading each other, feeling each other, getting into one form of existence. One lives for the other, dedicates all the desires just to keep the counterpart happy and eternally alive.
ସେ ପରଶ ପାଇଗଲେ ତୁମ ପାଶୁଁ ଏକା, ରଙ୍ଗେ ଛାଇ ଯିବ ମୋର ନୀଳ ଉପତ୍ୟକା ।।
ସେ ପରଶ ପାଇଗଲେ ତୁମ ପାଶୁଁ ଏକା, ରଙ୍ଗେ ଛାଇ ଯିବ ମୋର ନୀଳ ଉପତ୍ୟକା ।। Lovely poem in so sweet words. 10+++
ତମେ ସେଇ ଟିକି ଫୁଲ ଓଠ ପାଖୁଡା ରେ ବୋକ ଦେବ, ତୁମ ରକ୍ତ ଓଠର ଧାର ରେ । Lovely write, thanks for the sharing. 10+++
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8/30/2026 2:53:13 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
ତମେ ସେଇ ଟିକି ଫୁଲ ଓଠ ପାଖୁଡା ରେ ବୋକ ଦେବ, ତୁମ ରକ୍ତ ଓଠର ଧାର ରେ । A meeting with the soul mate, even if in a dream, adds colours to the life. Beautiful thought. 10++++