Ratnakar Rout Poems
|4.||Your Stoic Silence||3/16/2009|
|5.||Touch Of Love||3/16/2009|
|6.||My Unassuming Look||3/16/2009|
|12.||Are You Still There||3/17/2009|
|16.||At The Dawn Today||3/18/2009|
|23.||Still A Child||3/19/2009|
|28.||Merry Go Round||3/7/2009|
|31.||The Game Is Over||3/30/2009|
|36.||Please Do Me A Favor||4/8/2009|
|38.||Streams Of The Night||4/13/2009|
|39.||Life Moves On||4/17/2009|
Comments about Ratnakar Rout
Is It The Way
A Jawan deployed to curb insurgency was abducted
and later on found brutally strangulated by the insurgents
The mutilated body was seen deserted in the desolate jungle path
He was the lone earning member of a poor farmer's family
On whose income the five member family was solely dependent
The body was brought to the native village in a cavalcade
for its last rites, the mother got fainted and went in to coma
When all others in the family screamed, the septuagenarian father
looked at the deceased body closely and questioned to the gathering
utterly blank, is it the ...
Merry Go Round
Who knows the longevity of the earth?
May be million of years have passed.
Million of years still to cover
Span of life on earth is like a tiny dot
As if a pebble on the shore of time.
One who starts from a point?
Unconsciously reaches to the
Same point again