LIPS SIP TEARS

 

LIPS SIP TEARS

Infinite the attraction she prays,
A lap holds a child, the heart says,
Blissful, her life eyes lovingly well,
Dressed bosom sleeps a baby tell, (1)

How soon learned to crawl, walk,
Mother's hand helped fear lack,
Growth time shows taller height,
School-going kid studies yet revels, (2)

Excels in result, black gown, a hat,
Overwhelmed, a mother, but sat
Her hungry eyes sipping the sight,
Wait eternally behind a window, write, (3)

Reminding her of her immense prayers,
Her child is becoming stable, dares,
Dreaming sweeps her mind, a day,
Name and fame bestowed, a way, (4)

Recalled her past days, a sick child,
Shivering with fever, crying wild,
Kneeling down before the picture, yell,
Heal my baby, O Almighty, to quell (5)

Recovered to pink health, playful,
She looked at happiness, tearful,
Grown-up cub no more is seeking,
Prosperous career status wishing, (6)

Fate gave time wave, save money,
Long flight overseas, sought honey,
Mother didn't receive a letter, quiet.
Stand behind a door, eager to wait, (7)

A fledgling bird hatched far off a land,
Her mother scarcely had any demands,
Harbors worries, tensions, and her fears,
Burns the wick, oil lamp, lips in tears, (viii)

Written by: Bijayananda Mishra
Date of writing: 10 May 2025
Themes: Divine Motherhood
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RAG PICKERS

 

RAG PICKERS

Civilization, present-generation era,
Concrete jungle lost fauna and flora,
Consumes water at phenomenal rates,
Polluted, toxic water, pathetic terrain,
Curse for humans, plastic distresses,
Land, river, ocean, polythene ingress,
Every day, the city generates waste.
Pollute air, water, soil, growing reward,
Prosperity, luxury, comfort, pseudo lit,
Staggering context, stinking filth exists,
Uncontrollable, burns, smoke, chokes,
Rag pickers run; urbanization mocks,
Kids of tender age pick plastic bottles,
Dirty and torn clothes, the kid struggles,
A few rupees per day from the plastic bag gain,
Hungry parents wait for money in vain
The future of the country's kids is growing,
Health parameters, sick, weak, showing,
Have seen skyscrapers, highways lit,
Metros, airport, railway station, light
Rag pickers pick bottles thrown away,
Exchange plastic bottles for lunch,
Pick foods thrown away, a happy smile,
Generation, tomorrow's youth style,
Barbaric, violent, illiterate, unsociable,
The country is responsible for critical,
Several decades ago, lives were ordinary,
Invention of modern age imaginary,
Population less plastic not in use,
Cotton bags, glass bottles, life reuse,
Use and throw life learned started,
Television, cars, and gadgets are outdated
Throw away, buy a new one, and a plastic one.
Human life nature ruined, pathetic,
The bag picker is the symbol of a new era,
Kids seven decades ago displayed an aura
Healthy, dirty dress, smile sparkled,
Heaven and hell differ in angle,
Those who are educated commit crimes,
Rag pickers are suffering greed prime,
Help them educate the country's senses,
The conscience of the nation is immense,
Ban polythene-managed waste,
Clean life, happy children message,

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra
Themes: Bites the conscience of the nation
Written: 9 May 2026
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CROSSROADS

 CROSSROAD

 

Faced thunderstorms shuddered,

Came spring blossoms, wondered,

Shivered in sickness, fever rising,

Recover to pink health, surprisingly,(1)

 

 Emotion killed sadness, overpowering.

Losing dear ones forever, life cowers,

The intimate life entwined happily,

Time removes closed relatives sadly, (2)

 

 Undone, clueless to meet problems,

Prejudice to practice help emblem,

Never could prove faith established,

Troubling times pray to tear unleash, (3)

 

 Life probes the future, fate, destiny,

Change situations suddenly recall,

Stands at points of time transfixed,

Where to move left and right, mixed, (4)

 

 Human life is a virtue to move forward,

Crossroad encounters valor reward,

Trouble comes with the direction poses,

Solving the experience life imposes, (5)

 

 Countless stories, a square visible,

Lamp post under a human single,

Thinking on the first step, puzzled,

Crossroad four directions sizzled, (6)

 

Across all ages, gender decides,

Progress of life crossroads presides,

Laborers' Day Prosperity Day stay,

Work is the route, a prosperous way, (7)

 

 Choose path deception, mischievous,

Back to the crossroad, hell suspicious,

Crossroad symbolizes noble deeds,

A route to the den of the devil indeed. (viii)

 

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Themes: A path chosen for prosperity

Written: 1 May 2026 ( Laborers' Day )

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CONJURE UP THE SONNET

 

CONJURE UP THE SONNET

Precious life fades prematurely,
Knowledge, skill, and age recapture,
Recapture past troubles tame,
Recapture life takes root in fame,
Recount endless agonies end,
Remember, courage, belief lends,
Reconstruct life in ruins treat,
Resolve discipline hopes greet,
Reconnect past valor fight tough,
Revive glorious present in a huff,
Rotate cycles of sorrow, peace,
Reunite spirits, supreme bliss,
Revise evil nature, anger, greed,
Retains love, compassion to heed, (1)

Relentless humiliation, heart hurt,
Relentless to forgive, forget lust,
Recover crumpled ego humble,
Resound victory of life trample,
Repeat ruthless, cruel crumble,
Redress pride, desires rumble,
Restart, sprinkle calmness swell,
Redraw tranquil mind cares a nail,
Remit past sin suffer and awaken,
Revisit paradise on earth, detain.
Return to abode, conquer hornet,
Rewrite life conjure up a sonnet,
Reinstate the indomitable spirit call,
Rejoice in a secure life, inspires the soul, (2)

Replay the sonata of progress power,
Replicate divine grace, trust pure,
Readmit hidden treasure within,
Recollect conscience intellect win,
Research realm of illusion remold
Rediscover truth eternally, and behold,
Realign orderly life truth to pervade,
Resurrect soul realizes light invades,
Recoil, deeds are stored in memory.
Rekindle light within the memory roll,
Remind a sojourn birth-death toll,
Revisit world satiate hunger recall,
Realize hunger fire desire, fuel mix,
Retreat from evil nature wisdom fix, (3)

Ravages my life, savage instinct,
Rotates bitter battle wins distinct,
Revert moral character succeeds,
Reassess ignorance slowly recedes,
Reenter the opulence of virtue strong,
Rebound, detach prejudice, wrong
Redirect messages sufferers heal,
Rejuvenate human believers kneel,
Remorse pain illness scares amiss,
Reveal a new period, my dream wish,
Conjure up the sonnet, life in tears melt (4)

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra
Themes: Life resurrects in due course
Date: 7 May 2026
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REPENTANCE

 

REPENTANCE

The mind, wild, shields calmness, wins,
Between the horns of a dilemma means,
Bitterest a thirsty heart, worst action,
Envy rules overpower the result reaction, (1)

An outspoken loose tongue hurts a friend,
Self-ego, arrogance, enter lies defend,
Laugh at them running away, surprised,
Haughty life, jealous mind often prized, (2)

Never could he remember, all humiliated,
Saw their tears yet silently assimilated,
Green eyes grin the face of a vicious soul,
A belief, suppressing others, his life, a goal (3)

Cactus with attractive flowers and thorns,
Fragrant red rose and thorn lives mourn,
Pretensions in the guise of venomous thought,
Existence is the truth act wrought effort, (4)

Falling sick of such life escapades derails,
Relatives, friends, enemies, fail to quell,
Palash tree, orange flames, flowerings tell,
Fruitless the tree signifies reasons dwell, (5)

No contribution to any lack of compassion,
A life standing alone proudly, an impression,
Forgotten from the world, discarded hell,
Look away and despise a life devilish well, (6)

Perennial force is time stealing the strength,
Shriveled the skin's shrunken eyes, breath,
Breathlessness awakens the soul to solve,
Time had passed a lifetime, action resolved, (7)

Life is segregated, separated, and condemned,
Solitude, a melancholic state, time threatened,
Last hour sweeps realization begs penance,
No relevance, a candlelight lost repentance. (viii)

Written by: Bijayananda Mishra
Date of writing: 6 May 2026
Themes: A precious life wasted
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ETERNAL ABODE

 

ETERNAL ABODE

In age, see the beacon of thought,
Who am I, in one time what I sought,
Wherefrom I came and if I had a home,
The home is where I built it as my own, (1)


Loved here in life and saw dreams,
Beautiful looks the home I enjoy,
I spent and built block by block,
All I bought here felt like all my luck, (2)


I witnessed one house and a decent,
He worked, the kids for study, he sent,
He lives in the home, all alone, well,
He left for good. I saw a point, felt (3)


My life passed as the home I built,
Where he has gone, and he quit,
Day in and day out, I start thinking,
Why at all did I come here like him? (4)


My love, ego, joy, and vanished,
Family all love care no more wished,
The bondage unshackled, to leave,
I shall return as a dream home, believe (5)


Darkness and sight merge in total,
Whisper, I heard, you are not mortal,
You stay, and the body is the temple,
Illusive this world and a fact so simple, (6)

Dual, the birth, and the death do come,
The home you built, no more, you own,
Came with empty hands, return empty,
The home of your eternal non-dual beauty, (7)


No name, no shape, you are unknown,
I was thinking in my mind, a world to disown,
You are consciousness and rest absurd,
Perplexed in the pursuit of eternal abode? (viii)


Pen: Bijayananda Mishra
Date: 5 May 2026
Themes: In pursuit of eternal abode
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SURRENDER

 

SURRENDER

Swarm the bees with similar thoughts,
Penetrate into mind, fail all effort,
Stay and churn buzz wakeful time,
Fragile strength capitulated a line, (1)

Impenetrable conscience saddened,
Impregnable mind breed is laden,
Bee is the greed that breeds as a seed,
Enslaves mind and heart, indeed, (2)

No escape from torture tension,
Worries vary, scary nights, vision,
Anger, the hunger, burns a furnace,
Envy, jealousy, and life are a disgrace (3)

Look at the tall tree, its trunk is trunk.
Centuries passed by, worms sank,
Solid wood is now porous, which fails.
Worms made a honeycomb trail (4)

The human mind is affected by a worm,
Sick and feverish, limbs get deformed,
An illusory phenomenon is attractive,
Ignorance, a blind mind is selective, (5)

Bee collects honey and sits on flowers,
Flies carry darts, a disease that empowers,
The worm is a fast-breeding species,
Encrypted into thought intricacies, (6)

Purity, intuitive, and instinctive tell,
Shielding the thoughts, the mind swells,
Quell buzzing, and the noises disappear.
Peace and a blissful life are visible here. (7)

The Lord resides in his abode in the heart,
Silently guides, listens, a positive impact.
Happiness, pleasure, calmly plunder,
No worm, no bee if a mind surrenders, (viii)

Written: Bijayananda Mishra
Date of writing: 4 May 2026
Themes: Mind suffers, bee buzz
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