Some wires full of thrones
Some cement filled pillars
full of small but sharp stones
Or
...
It's the same sun-shines
But the day feels little bright
I thank the world
...
When my imaginations
started stripping in front of me
and I saw
its naked body,
...
You asked me
not to change
and believe me
I have tried hard
...
May be we can leave this place
and go to mars
right now
at this moment
...
Sorry for the moment
when my soul slipped
into a puddle of blood
and touched helplessness of
...
The day
I will stand in front of you
in my baby suit
and you will take my lips
...
Thank you all
For showing me
on my return
how much you love me
...
With layers and layers of darkness
You and only you can shine like a bright star
How is it possible?
...
Dry hair
Dry skin
Hopes are dead
and their dead bodies are also dried
...
Men,
who live on dried fishes
never realise
they stink
...
Traveled for months
to reach at the coast
though I know
rest in not something
...
You told me
not to take the red road
It still carries
stain of blood of Jesus
...
Born in a beautiful village of odisha, India, the poet is a nature lover and feels nature has a lot to say...which can be described to certain extent by poems)
Yasodhara
When
each day
each hour
each moment
gave me the feeling
of destined for you
A strong realization of
of having you
in my stars
made me
to believe my fortune
and
I started seeing you
with closed eyes
That moment
I discovered myself
completely naked
but not diffident
shy but not ashamed
With inexorable madness in my heart
and beaming peace in my mind
I looked down
with melting breath
to hold your hands
within mine
I thought
these hands can wipe
even the darkness of night
and all will remain
is the golden rays of morning sun
warm and bright
But you suddenly
pull your hands out
Calmness of your voice
cut me into pieces
when you declared
salvation is your destination
I could not believe
my trust owe me fate of a roadside stone
Now
standing amid the road to salvation
that filled with
fear
to love and to be loved
to give and to accept
to keep and preserve promises
I am still searching
a way to go back
and hold you tight
Because I know
all pain ends
if you have a shoulder to weep