Sudam Panigrahi

The moon shines profusely
so do the Kaans blooms
in the clear night
drums reverberates
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Alighting at the bus stop with wife and son,

A gentleman looked for a rickshaw puller anon,
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In a stormy my night
it rained with thundered
shuddering everything
and parting the coherency
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A paper boat I'm
from a kid's imagination
left on the puddle
to take his imaginations
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River gurgles

Surges ahead
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For the lay beauty gazers,
she is beautiful,
For her lotus skin
and kiss worthy look.
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In a relaxed mood,
She sits at the dressing table,
Idly combing her stresses.

Discovers some silvery strands,
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How can I provide solace
To that mother
Who has lost
Her two sons in heydays?
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Sleep I not and cry, she sings lullaby showing my uncle.

Mischief increases, shows she something to fear.
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Blossomed just now, to her content,

Aromatizing the atmosphere, with her fragrance.
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I'm a nude tree,
Sans green leaves,
Barks wrinkled.
Reduced to dry woods,
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No one is with me
still I move on.
In the hope of a co-passenger,
I lurched forward towards the destination.
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Azure was the sky, water was blue,

Haze was blue as the sun glowed.
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In the azure sky,
Rain drops hang,
Coalesce, and geld,
With barren drops
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Life continues

Some truths
remain unsaid
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A death package swirls near
as people move hither and thither
She, sitting on Lion
with lethal weapons
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Will listen some songs
on the highway,
will see some dance without rhymes
on the same highway,
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Looking upward to the overcast sky
mumbling some prayers for HIM
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Wherever I go
An invisible shackle constricts
Me completely.
I try my best
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Sometimes
it is white lies
that serve
and truth
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