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Golaka behari Acharya

Keshadurapal, Keonjhar, Orissa, India, Phone- 09938175100
Golaka behari Acharya
Keshadurapal, Keonjhar, Orissa, India, Phone- 09938175100
Thursday, November 18, 2010

Konark

Rating: 4.7
Built myself
in the bricks of Robert Frost
so much sculpture
so much finery
but the artisan in me failed.

Did the Artisan failed in me.

The old lady
widowed at ninety
loves her husband
loves her life
loves her bangles too.
None can say her insane.

I
wanted to be a blade of grass
couldn’t be a dropp of dew
a Konark is in me
I am in the unbuilt part too.

Monks and myths chant
that Artisan’s name
who makes not
what I love
but
what He thinks
and what He is not.
Golaka behari Acharya
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COMMENTS
Savita Tyagi 28 January 2014
Very well written poem. Konark may have fallen many times but Sun temple is always there to remind us of life's resilience. Thanks for sharing. Liked it very much.
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Gajanan Mishra 28 January 2013
What I love that is KONARK. I like this poem very much. Thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
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