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Sunday, 28 June 2020
English poetry by Er. Sushil Kumar Gochhayat from Koraput,Odisha,India
Pick my soul from where you left it.
By Er. Sushil Kumar Gochhayat
Odia poetry by Sunita Patel from Jharsuguda,Odisha, India
By Sunita Patel
at-Nuapali, po-raghunathpali, district -jharsuguda
English Poetry by Reshmi Chatterjee from Kolkata,India
THE MAGICAL REALISM
The empty street, gloomy room, accompained by a fragile heart,
This was what life was,
Right from the start.
At the twilight of adolescence,
When adulthood was just snicking around;
I was out in search of my place;
In the globe profound.
The surrounding seemed to be misty,
People enigmatic & things full of doubt;
Untill from that gloom & despondency;
A pragmatic figure emerged out.
It walked into my life like the rain in drought
Enlightened my soul for all those while &
Illuminated my lousy face;
With a blissful smile.
By it's droplets I was drenched,
My mind drifted away from agony to ease.
It seemed so surreal & I was overwhelmed;
By it's proffer of the abode of peace.
For it I wanted to bloom like a flower,
But it mistook it for thorn.
Eventually it gave up on me,
In every way & form.
One day it disappeared &
Was broken into pieces, my fragile heart;
Once again the flame was extinguished&
My life was blown apart.
But it left me with something,
Which in my heart will always be carved;
ie it's pro tem presence & the feeling of
Once being blessed by the power of love.
By Reshmi Chatterjee
33/3 , N.K Ghoshal Road , Kasba , Kolkata-700042
Odia poetry by Madhumita Mishra from Bhubaneswar,Odisha,India
ବିସ୍ତୀର୍ଣ୍ଣ ସ୍ଵର୍ଣ୍ଣ ପଞ୍ଜୁରୀର ମୁକ୍ତ ବିହଙ୍ଗ…
ପାଦରେ ହୀରକ ଶୃଙ୍ଖଳ…
ପକ୍ଷ କେବେ କିନ୍ତୁ ନୁହଁ ବିଶୃଙ୍ଖଳ..
କାରଣ..??
ଖୋଜେନା..
ଅଳ୍ପାଧାର ପୂର୍ଣ୍ଣ ସୁସ୍ୱାଦୁ ଭୋଜ୍ୟ..
ସ୍ଵଚ୍ଛାରେ କେବେ ନୁହଇ ଯେ ତ୍ୟଜ୍ୟ…
କାରଣ..!!
ଜାଣେନା…
ଆବାହନ ନୁହେଁ ପରିସରଭୁକ୍ତ..
ଆକଣ୍ଣ୍ଠ କିନ୍ତୁ ମୁକ୍ତା ମାଣିକ୍ୟଯୁକ୍ତ…
କାରଣ..??
ମିଳେନା...
କ୍ଷୁଦ୍ର ଅବୟବ ବିଶାଳ ଆଳୟ..
କ୍ଷୁବ୍ଧ ମନେ କିନ୍ତୁ ନାହିଁ ଯେ ପ୍ରଳୟ..
କାରଣ..!!
ପାଏନା..
ସ୍ଵର୍ଣ୍ଣ ପଞ୍ଜୁରୀର ମୁକ୍ତ ବିହଙ୍ଗ ..
କୋଳାହଳ ମଧ୍ୟେ ସଦା ନିସଂଗ ..
କାରଣ..!!
ଜାଣି.. କହେନା…!!!
By Madhumita Mishra
Bhubaneswar
Odisha
Wednesday, 24 June 2020
Odia poetry by Sanskruti Mohanty from India
ବର୍ଷା
ବର୍ଷା ତୁ ଫେରିଜା
ମୋ କାଗଜ ଡ଼ଙ୍ଗାରେ,
ସାଧବ ବୋହୂକୁ ସାଙ୍ଗରେ ନେଇ,
ମୁଁ ଆଉ ଖେଳିବିନି ତୋ ସାଥିରେ।
ଚୁଲି ମୁଣ୍ଡରେ ଶୁଖିଛି,
ମୋ ଓଦା ଛବି ବହି,
ଓଦା ଜାଳରେ ଚୁଲି ଲଗେଇଛି ମା,
ଧୁଆଁରେ ଅନ୍ଧାର ଦିଶୁଛି ଘର।
କଣା ଚାଳ ବାଟେ ଲହଡା ଭାଙ୍ଗୁଛି ପାଣି,
ବା' ଯାଇଛି ବାବୁଘର ମୂଲ ଲାଗି।
କୁନି ପୁଅକୁ ଜ୍ୱର,
ପଥି ଦବାକୁ ପଇସା ନାହିଁ ବା' ର,
ଆଖି ଲୁହରେ ତିନ୍ତୁଛି ମା' ର ଲୁଗା କାନି।
ମାଣ୍ଡିଆ ଜାଉ ବସିଛି ଚୁଲିରେ,
ଭାତ ଗଣ୍ଡେ ହେଇଛି ସାତ ସପନ,
କାଦୁଅ ହେଇଛି ମୋ ଛିଟ ଜାମା,
ବା' ସେଇଟା ଆଣିଥିଲା,
ଆର ସନ ମକର ଜାତରୁ।
ତୁ ଫେରିଜା ବର୍ଷା ମା' ର ଆଖି ଲୁହରେ।
ଭରିଦେ କିଛି ମିଠା ମିଠା,
ସପନର ଉଷୁମ ପରଶ,
ଦେଇଦେ ମୋ କୁନି ଭାଇର ଓଠରେ,
ହସର ଫୁଲଝରି,
ସୁନେଲି ଖରାରେ ଶୁଖିଯାଉ ମା' ର ଲୁହ,
ମୋ ବହିପତ୍ର, ମୋ ଜାମା,
ସନ୍ତଉ ଥିବା ଆମ କୁଡିଆ,
ଆଉ ଅଭାବରେ ଭିଜି ଯାଇଥିବା,
ଖଣ୍ଡେ ସାଧା କାଗଜ ପରି,
ମୋ ବା'ର ଦରଦୀ ହୃଦୟ।।।
by Sanskruti Mohanty
Ramamurthy Nagar
Bengaluru
Thursday, 18 June 2020
English poetry by Damian Semwayo from Zimbabwe
I can’t breath
“Please!!”
He couldn’t get over
All that wrath he had, never
Albeit he did critical
It was so indefinite he thought he was going to die
Black in a Foreign land
Grinding, searching, to earn a grand
He left a child
So tender, so mild
He didn’t say goodbye to his wife
It gives and takes always, that’s life
If you heared dreams can shatter
Remember even Babylon did clatter
Will our demands bring up
A man lost with no pride, no thumbs up ?
Even if we say no today
But they wouldn’t want to bring a good day
Lord help us all
These they trap our soul
Busiso Charles Damian Semwayo, Zimbabwe
bsemwayo24@gmail.com
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