Saheb Mohapatra Poems

For all those who love as the way they paint,
On that naked sheet with the pace of wind,
That hits his soul with that sudden bent,
And calls forth all strands waiting to bind,
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At world's stage, forgotten words solemnly he covers,
And true lies in him do birth,
While with him shall pass million earths,
With emotions in his finger tips and poems; his lovers.
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Children,
How lovely, how tender!
In this world of joy,
They seek our bosom,
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Mesmerizing creek,
How flows through the dark, green lane,
And none shall stop it.
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The human that you once shall get
Is like the sky of pleasure,
But with stars of love
To whom you call is MOTHER,
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I sing with nature's smiles,
When my eyes do compass become,
With no tunes costumed wearisome,
With beauty and a lot to beguile.
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True love never shall die,
Never shall it fade, until it begets itself,
With lover to love and hopeful to help,
Until it meets betrayed eyes and sweet shy.
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When my love states that she is futile,
She actually mends relations with eyes of stress,
For love's never dead though covers miles,
She is ever an angel with beauty; ageless,
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