Passenger Poem by Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Village-Boita, District-Balasore, State-Orissa, Country-India

Passenger



Whistled the morning train
Like an elephant trumpets
And left for destination
Piercing into the
Grass green bed cover
Spread over the earth
In autumn
Smoke smeared the crystal
Blue sky.
Passing through the mountain tracks
The train went ahead.
In a midway station
A mellifluous voice from a distance
Chanted every one
Who the voice was?
A blind lad covered with
Rags appeared
Humming in a melancholic chord
Dedicated to LORD JAGANNATH

His heart, his soul
And his body in entirety was blowing
With the expression
The ecstasy of devotion
Passed away after a while
Leaving an echo in silence.
His anemic gesture
Left his image in my eyes
Though I have reached the destination
The voice still echoes in me
And I see him again and again.

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Ratnakar Rout

Ratnakar Rout

Village-Boita, District-Balasore, State-Orissa, Country-India
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