ଜହ୍ନର ସ୍ବପ୍ନ: Dream of the Moon

ତନ୍ଦ୍ରା ସୁରେ ଜହ୍ନ ନିଦ୍ରା ଯାଏ ଯେବେ,

ଭ୍ରମେ ସେ ସପନ ରାଇଜେ ।

ସେ ରାଇଜେ ଥାଏ ଶୂନ୍ଯର ଆକାଂକ୍ଷା,

ଶୂନ୍ଯ କୋଳେ ତିଳେ ଭ୍ରମ କାହିଁ ଯେ ?

ନାହିଁ ସେଠି ଧରା, ଦିଶେ ନାହିଁ ତାରା,

ନାହିଁ ମାନସିକ ଥାଳି, ଅବା ଅଲୋଡ଼ା ପସରା ।

ସେଠି ଅଛି ଅଭୁଲା ସେ ନିଶବ୍ଦର ଧ୍ବନି,

ଯେ ଧ୍ବନି ଗୁନ୍ଥିଥାଏ ଅର୍କାଲୋକ ମଧୁର ରାଗିଣୀ ।।

ଅର୍କାଲୋକ ରାଗିଣୀର ପ୍ରତିଟି ଛନ୍ଦରେ,

ଥାଏ କାହାଣୀ ମଧୁମୟ ପ୍ରତିଟି ପଦରେ ।

ନିଦ୍ରା ଗାଏ ତନ୍ଦ୍ରା ସୁରେ ଯେବେ ସେ କାହାଣୀ,

ମୁଗ୍ଧ ହୋଇ ଜହ୍ନ ହସେ ସେ ସ୍ବପ୍ନ କ୍ଷଣରେ ।।

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Perfect Paradise

A place of bliss

Where hopes and wishes fly

An abode of dreams

Across the purple sky

It feels like a conundrum

Like the depths of your gaze

The sweet aroma of dusk deepens

And the camellia merrily sways

The radiance in your smile

Glistens with absolute grace

In every notion of universe

There is perfect paradise in your embrace

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If...

If there was a time for this and that

And a space where we could meet at

If the day began and the night set

In unvarying moments like a clock preset...

Will it be any different

Than what it is now

And if that is to be,

Would the emotions avow!

If a dawn blooms with glory of the dream

The night hums and the stars beam

If the moonlight danced on the silver brook

And the pages liven up in my reverie laced book...

Will the zephyr sing

Of those tales and more

And if it does, would the

Concealed thoughts come to the fore!

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Vivid

As the snow melts

And the flowers begin to bloom

Turn your thoughts to Love

Rekindle the Dreams

And dare to hope.

Again.

Veiled what once was

Is in glory now

Vivid with charm and possibility 

Live it like Love.

Once more.

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Euphoria

The longing

To sense that intangible essence

Just to ensure its palpable presence

But then realising

That it is probably dimensionless

And maybe impossible to express

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What if it were

Possibly in a state of Unaware

In those countless worlds

Where You and I are there

Like a long lost Dream

Wrapped in a satin string

And a destined charm

In the meadows of Spring

In all universes I have been

These emotions 've never seen

What is this feeling

That I am unable to gauge

When you smile at me

With that enigmatic gaze

The edges arching, I fly

In the skies of Utopia

Gliding through your smile

All I can feel is ... Euphoria!

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A Little Something:

There's a difference of a single letter between "LIVE" and "LOVE"... just a minor aspect between just living and living with Love.

If we could let go off the edgy aspects of "I", (while keeping its essence, of course- so to say, not losing the core concept of being, but just the edges), "LIVE" can be transformed to "LOVE".

The last stanza, "The edges arching", is written keeping this 'playing with the linguistic characteristics' aspect as reference.

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Ein Wunschgedicht

Durch den Wolkens Duft,

hätte ich gerne Flugel aus Luft..

Ich würde weit fliegen

und wäre ich gerne bei Ihnen.

Ich würde sich gerne sehen...

in der Morgen Sonne und

unter den silbernen Sternen.

Wie Ihr warmes Lächeln 

im kalten Tau scheinen,

würde ich gerne sehen.

Wie die Blumen

mit Ihrer liebevollen Berührung blühen,

würde ich das gerne erleben.

Und wenn die Sonne untergeht,

würde ich gerne leben,

um die seidige Nacht

mit Ihren verträumten Augen zu blicken.

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Forever You

I am myself 

But when you look at me

with your smiling eyes

I lose the sense of my heartbeat

I am myself 

But when you laugh heartily

on silly things

I lose the sense of the air I breath

I am myself

But when you do

the cute goofy things

I lose the tide of time

I am myself 

But when you murmur

sweet nothings

I lose the sense of the world around me

I am still myself

But whenever you are around

I lose some of me...

immersed in you

And there's nothing more than I love

Than still being me

Yet lose myself completely on you...

All. Over. Again!

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Interlaced Scents

The tinge of twilight, 

Brushed through the reminiscing breeze, 

Spelled of the rose's transcendence, 

And scents interlaced in yester soirees. 

The dusk spelled of the divine amour, 

Entranced in hues of gold, 

Words so precious..pledged till eternity, 

Laced with ardor, lo and behold!

The evening breathed sweet nothings,

Luxuriously with a silky essence, 

A dreamy heart wished for chocolate,

Magnificent fervor, entwined with redolence. 

The depth of night whispered into the calm,

Magic of music and enchantment of stars,

Holding on to plushies, avowed the tales,

Of perfumed memories and untold memoirs.

The dawn enlivened the horizon, 

Gloried in hope and dressed in joyous attire, 

A golden vow etched till eternity, 

Braided in the aroma of endearing desire. 

The noon blazoned the transpiring moments,

With sanguine aspiration and mirth, 

Proclaimed with love, the kiss of faith, 

Adorned the celestial rays on earth.

The smile of the afternoon sun, 

Spanned the cosmos with joy and elation,

Warmth of the embrace said it all, 

Of desired scents that charm and enthrall. 

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The Desire

The desire....
To fly, soaring across the limitless sky,
To explore, and be lost in the beautiful bay,
To dream, and think across the brae,
Oh! The desire.....
To be and still not be; anyway!

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I celebrate myself!

With sunshine and eclectic colors,
I celebrate myself!
I am a song.
I am a poem.
Like a book sans proem!

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Ek Tamanna

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A Little Something:

Normally, I never rethink before posting any writing of mine. However, the case was different for this piece of poem, if I may call it so. The first draft for this poem took very very less time and I was all excited to post it but, as I was in the process of uploading it, I thought, may be it's not what I wanted it to be. At that point of time, I thought, I would better ask somebody else to read it first and comment on it. Upon asking two of my closest friends, Subhra and Prajna, they gave their constructive criticism and feedback on the poem. Keeping in view of their suggestions, I added few lines to the first draft and came up with this second and hopefully final version of the poem.

Thanks a lot Subhra for reviewing my naive poem, encouraging me and for everything.

Thanks Prajna for reading it, for the feedback and for understanding the essence of it.

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Nothing but Nothing

Of what you were
Of what you have become
Does it matter anymore
When you are nothing and alone!


Nothing was lost
For nothing was gained
Everything's so perfect
Yesterday and today again!


If that was real
Then what's in a dream
So surreal.....
It's nothing but nothing!

Nutanataa ra Paribhasa

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Immaculate Summer

It was the days of the gleaming sun. For some, dry and dusty. But the days were the days of warmth and charm. They had the melody of the soul and the rhythm of life. It defined the moments with quintessence of charisma; charisma of blossoming flowers and of blooming relationships.

Sometimes every action seemed lyrical as if flowing straight from the nib of time. Well time has its plans and everything was perhaps accorded as per it nonetheless rarely anybody heeded it. Though it was a matter of dilemma as to why it seemed perfunctory and unpleasant for some, nevertheless, one verity was apparent- the soothing fragrance was everywhere; a fragrance that was elusive yet implicit.

The only thing that mattered most and seemed apparent was the continuity of the cosmic conspiracy. Although it was a universal truth that every phase has an end, hope wants everything to protract the way they are, till eternity. It was among those reflexive moments when the entrenched and ostensible aspects are abandoned and absconded.

The palpable reality along with the reflexive moments seemed to define the game of light and shadow throughout the summer twilight. It was immaculate and beautiful, as if in a dream. The night had to follow but the lingering aroma of twilight seldom allowed the realization of the obvious truth. Everything seemed so serene, vivacious and pristine.

And then….. Then was the time for the monsoons; the monsoons with the misty mizzle. The zephyr that held the dust and spread the warmth was now the cool breeze of the drizzles. The breezy sprinkles toned down the wishful fragrance and the air was filled with the earthy rustic smell. But the fragrance… the fragrance is still somewhere in the rains!


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A little something.....on the post.

I have always loved the Summers. I believe, it's the season of vivacity and gaiety.
I love everything about it - the dynamism, the liveliness, everything! 
This piece of writing is just an attempt to bring out the feelings in and about the Summers.

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Swapne Sandhaana

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Treasured Time

A morning so new

Bright and beautiful in its hue

Charismatic clairvoyance purview

Dreamy debonair as a cue

Eagerly it heads for euphoric events

Fabulous and majestic in its ascent

Gifted with glory and galored with quaint

Harmoniously hinting wise-full prudent

Inspiring for deeds incredible

Jubilating moments happy and joyful

Keen fully motivating actions kind-full

Live life full and be lovable

Magical morning in its musical motion

Nice ‘n’ noted and novel in notion

Open and perfect with opulent options

Pleasant with poise and poetic in action

Quintessence reverence as a quality

Reflecting radiance and reliability

Splendid glory with sparkling sincerity

Treasured time epitomizes equity

Uniquely poised at ultimate tryst

Vibrant aurora in its approaching feat

Worthy and warm in instinctive wit

Xylophonic music plays to the beat

Young and youthful for the approaching quest

Zeal fully dawn moves with shine and zest

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Alekha Kahani

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Anek Se Smruti!

Anek se smruti...
Kebe dhara die ta kebe luchakali kheli jai chapi jae mana ra keun eka ajana kona re....
Naahin tara kichi bhaasa nahin ta barnanaa...

.....to be continued.....

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Abhihna Paristhiti Bhihna Anubhuti

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Achihnaa Swapna

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