ମିଳନ ର ରଙ୍ଗ- 17 (Milana Ra Ranga -017/Odia Poem) Poem by Subhas Chandra Chakra
ମିଳନ ର ରଙ୍ଗ- 17 (Milana Ra Ranga -017/Odia Poem)
ଯେମିତି ଢଙ୍ଗ ରେ ତମେ
ମୋ ଦେହ ର ସୀମା ସରହଦ
ସପନ ରେ ଆସି ଛୁଉଁଥିଲ-
ସେଇ ସୁଖ ଅନୁଭବ
ଏ ଜନ୍ମ ର ଆଦ୍ୟ ରୁ ଅନ୍ତିମ
ମନେ ନାହିଁ, କେବେ ଦେଇଥିଲ ।
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.
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. Lovely sharing
Before the limbs or lips or hands feel each other, the soul and the heart starts reading each other. Lovely sharing.
A meeting with the soul mate, even if in a dream, adds colours to the life. Lovely sharing. 10
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8/30/2026 6:53:11 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
ସେଇ ସୁଖ ଅନୁଭବ ଏ ଜନ୍ମ ର ଆଦ୍ୟ ରୁ ଅନ୍ତିମ ମନେ ନାହିଁ, କେବେ ଦେଇଥିଲ । Great poem shairing i enjoy this poem 10+++++👌👌👌👌👌