Poetry Palabhuta by Madhab Chandra Jena published in Ame Odia

ପାଳଭୁତ

ନିରଧୁମ ଏ ଖରାବେଳ
ନଇଁଗଲା ପରେ ବି
ଜଗିଛି ମୁଁ ତମ
ଧାନବିଲ ଓ ଅନେକ
ଅସଜଡ଼ା ଖେତ
ଆଗରୁ ଯେମିତି ହସୁଥିଲି
ଏବେବି ସେମିତି ହସୁଚି
ବିଶ୍ୱାସର ମାଟି ହାଣ୍ଡି ମୁଣ୍ଡେଇ
ଠିଆ ହେଇଚି ତମର ସେ
ନିର୍ବାକ ପାଳଭୁତ ।

Poetry Deaths by Madhab chandra Jena published in Pratilipi

Deaths

I am caught red handed

by some brave soldiers

around your palace.

Stealing your desperate deaths.

death inside the palace !

Lord laughed vociferously

As if he won a battle.

All followers laughed louder than the lord

What a Presumption

By a run-of-the-mill.

Suddenly everyone changed into lords.

The whole atmosphere.

What a good judgment!

 I will be hanged till death…

I got a chance to enjoy my deaths

All romantic deaths before my deaths.

Poetry YOUR SCARECROW by Madhab Chandra Jena published in The challenge Journal

YOUR SCARECROW

A series of painful mid-noon

passed away…

still I stand there below the open sky.

Protect your paddy crops and

many of your lost lands.

Laughing like before

As you wish

Inside a black hemisphere.

heading with a painted clay pot,

standing there,

year after year,

never tired never died

you can use or

you can throw

because I am your scarecrow

never tired never died.

standing here,

year after year.

English poetry Life by Madhab Chandra Jena published in Pratilipi

LIFE

Addition, subtraction

Multiplication, division

What a critical equation!

Everyone active, Everyone busy,

Now everyone a student.

Who knows sometimes?

Gods do a miscalculation

But never wrong!

What is the outcome?

Zero!!!

I calculated again and again

Hundred times, thousand times,

Times and times….

This time I am also not wrong like Gods.

But still looks unconvinced.

Because I know

Death is not everything.

Poetry by Amirah Al Wassif from Egypt

Lyrics dance

let the lyrics dare to dance

give the crystal moon such a chance

clip your hands for your rapper with his fans

it is our time to grow

come to the Everest and glow

all your gifts need to show

let the words dare to noise

tell the woman there to raise her voice

cry among the crowd of boys

" I am here "

give the chords more poise

make the music dissolve the ice

stand by, announce your choice

everywhere!

let the lyrics dare to dance

give the crystal moon such a chance

clip your hands for your rapper with his fans

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Poetry Bandhu by Madhab chandra Jena Published in Ame odia Magazine

ବନ୍ଧୁ

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ଦେହ ସିନା ମିଶି ଯାଏ

ମଶାଣି ଭୁଇଁରେ ,
ନଦୀ ସିନା ଶୁଖିଯାଏ ମରୁର ନିଆଁରେ

ଜହ୍ନ ସିନା ଲୁଚିଯାଏ ସୁରୁଜ ଛୁଆଁରେ
ଲୁହ ସିନା ହଜିଯାଏ ଓଠ ଅଗଣାରେ

କୋହ ସିନା ଜଳୁଥାଏ ମନ ଆଇନାରେ
ବନ୍ଧୁ କିନ୍ତୁ ବଞ୍ଚି ରହେ ବନ୍ଧୁର ସ୍ମୃତିରେ

ହୃଦୟର ରକ୍ତ କବରୀରେ ।

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Amirah Al Wassif

Poetry by Amirah Al Wassif

My arrogant silence
My arrogant silence looms over me
His voice like a truth
Like a bumble bee
My ears have the sight
Each ear has the right
To see!
It is such a messy heaven
Like taking a breath and given
The reality of to be
I am totally confused about that
Mixing good things and bad
Makes me as an island in the see
And while contemplating 
My reality
I found, yes I am that lonely island in the sea
And while contemplating 
My reality
I found that lonely person
Is me!

No intention to quit!

A kind of magic pumps in my chest
When the poetry lines weave their nest
More legends and tales spread along the mind
When the brilliant imagination ends his rest
My heart touches the honey light
Muse is manifest!

Take me slowly through the clouds
I am fevered because of the reality mist
Tell me what upper stories about?
Give me a fast summary at least

A kind of magic pumps in my heart
When I lose in the garden or in art
More harmony overwhelms me
When my eyes meet the swart

Dance with me on the road
No matter with barefoot
Here we will witness our born again
Let we absorb all the rain
A kind of magic pumps in my mind
More innovative horses need to ride
All the time in creating and
No intention to quit!

So Lucky

so lucky because I am stuck here in my kingdom, in my chamber!
carving my oddity alone on the windows under the thunder 
so lucky because I am struggling like a fighter 
eating my worries, create the adventure
feeling more than what I should
thinking more than normal 
so lucky because I am stuck here laugh at my memories like a monster
imagining a big battle between me and me
hearing an imaginary whisper!
so lucky even though my body covered with the answer
of how all the beauty has been shortened in the feather of painter?!
so lucky because I am not a member
when matter relates to a number
I am more than 
I am the opener 
of all locked doors 
I am no border
and well

so lucky because I am a writer.

The grass pray

once I wonder and started asking "why"?
why the mountain acts a strong role
without weakness, with no die?
once I wonder and standing by
the green grass which performing his pray
the grass flourish, glowing
with the crazy sunray
which escaped away from his mother and stay
here in the ground to lighten the grass pray
here in the ground to catch the mountain cry
while everybody sees it a grim creature
the ray knows it is just a lie

writer: Amirah Al Wassif 

Egypt