SEASONS

 

SEASONS

 

Writes about a life fascinated searches,

There will be plenty of luxury comfort,

Drives mind thoughts, continuous flow,

Dreaming seasons rotate, changes occur,

How beautiful flora and fauna attract,

Ornate worth floral season spring ushers,

Blossoms entice the heart, get wanderlust,

Seduces fragrant wildflowers colors host,

How the meadows turn greenish grass fields,

Butterflies get wild among flowers a sight,

Honey bees make humming sound busy,

Collects honey this season weather cozy,

Gentle sunlight, the warmth visible lovely,

Dreams comfortably leisurely state past,

Winter came, tortured a lot, chilling spine,

The cold wind, empty roads at night,

Hidden life warmth near the hearth light,

Life finds confined chooses home warned,

There was snowfall in the hills, a cold wave,

Earth changes to a canopy of white color,

The sun rays over the snows love the decor,

New Year season just around the corner arrives,

Summer, the months of festivals, life thrives,

The bumper crops, happy time, celebratory,

People joined for the color festival, Holi,

Once harvesting is over blister hot sun,

Parched lips, dry throats demanding,

Water gets scarcer worth watching village,

Miles village women walk collected pitchers,

The river water turns blue serpentine thread,

Boating berths empty people walk across,

The gardens orchard attracts everybody,

The bud has come mango trees scent,

The smell of ripened jackfruits, guava rope,

More soothing the shades under trees,

Why do people feel the visible mirth singing,

Offer the creator plenty of fruits, sweets,

The sweet water saucy juice mixture,

Drinking children youths dancing joyfully,

Come June, weeks after the squall visit,

Erases hot and humid life profusely sweat,

The cold showers, icy wind hailstones,

The early symbol indicates monsoon is nearer,

It rains, rains only for a few days incessantly,

Night comes, walk in the street, toads rant,

The white music by raindrops trendy pool,

Romantic mood, automatic, aroused soaks,

The sound disturbed me, thought thunder,

Light the balcony felt the lightning.

Got up and called my granddaughter,

Grandpa, please cover the shawl, cold,

Realized, it is evening she gave me my stick,

She invited me to down-floor coffee is hot,

Hold my hand lead through the staircase,

Late evening if my life weathered seasons,

No more throb thrill, excitation calm,

Nostalgic seasons change January noticeably,

Watching Cricket fever in the country,

Dinner time when over, sleep till dawn,

Leave the notebook my pen inked vision.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Seasons

Themes: Arrival of summer

Date: 21st January 2023, Cuttack

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CONNECT

 

CONNECT

 

Once upon a time, happens to be a chick,

Cries of this baby reverberated alarmed,

The entire family knew the baby, hungry,

Soiled the cloth limbs smeared less angry,

There was the mother cleaned you well,

Feed from her breasts smiles quell,

The giggling playful arms and legs, a sight,

The tiny one once started crawling was news,

The day child walks  celebration at home,

Calling papa Mama the musical rare to find,

It was this youth, Big Bird, that fled,

Wings wide, he spread happily left a shore,

The shore of the home grew up, studied,

Earned awards after awards certificates,

The civilized world embraced this soul,

Do earn, do learn, be born as a citizen,

The soil, today missing dearly wind and water,

The grain field golden shed waving sad,

The greeneries hill mountain cast sorrows,

Left children her soil flight above oceans,

Nested in far-off countries, prospered well,

The people noticed migrants wise dwell,

Time watched everything, silent witness,

Eternal music is time, story hundreds,

Back at home, the woman's hair is graying,

Whitish patches increasing life depict,

Wrinkles now visible, limbs tired but quiet,

Deep within her heart, still burning love,

My child, my child, his name exceeds,

What exceed dear human than Allah,

More than Jesus, Lord, Krishna but dear,

Exists in this life to pray for safety, security,

Worship sharp on the birthday of her child,

Prays now to the unseen Lord for his long life,

Never demanding, less tell her service,

Love, only glowing love alive subtly touch,

Come on baby, an adult now feel strong,

An established man confident so wrong,

The blood flowing in your vein her gift,

Forgot the umbilical cord connects the navel,

The womb, once sheltered for nine months,

Allowed the baby to travel the globe,

Urban modern life O' busy, extremely busy,

Works day and night to fight for the future,

Promotion, bright career, money, golden,

What not I achieved in life ego boasting,

Applaud children and sweet darling,

Gifts plenty showered hugged family,

Today this man fell sick, fevers rising,

The disease is less severe bedridden for a week,

Dead of the night, wake up suddenly,

Surprised, silent night, home is in darkness,

All switches switched off his wife sleeping,

Who made him get up surreal,

Next dawn, his wife answered him,

You were shouting Ma, Ma, Ma, continuous,

Thought you were dreaming she slept,

Not slept in another part of the globe,

Someone profusely sweating got up,

Her worried face trembling every fiber,

Connect with the cord, dear human,

From the navel to early home, the womb!

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Connect

Themes: Connects the umbilical cord

Date: 20th January 2023, Cuttack

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SENTIMENTAL

 

SENTIMENTAL

 

Wake up a new day in this life welcome,

Freshness visible physical thrill entice,

Cold winds, absent, shivering the spine,

Still, enjoyable, profusely sunrays spray,

On the balcony, a rose plant today is bright,

A red rose big smile, attractive influences,

Look for a few seconds, pensive a life glows,

How fragrant, beautiful hypnosis with act,

Live up to the moment capable, transform,

Gloomy eyes fascinated entangled captive,

Happy today my first sight, the bright rose,

The entire day was singing, friends gossiping,

What happened to this guy smiling a lot,

Concentrated on my work, was attentive,

Forgot the morning, energetic, lovely time,

Conferences, meeting with people define,

Work is the source of income, staying happy,

Money, if far better than rose, hopes swell,

How many thoughts flow, continuous,

To build a beautiful house, a garden, big,

Collects selected furniture assets many,

Gadgets flooding the market tempting,

Plan to travel to scenic places, meet nature,

Lose for some time, relaxing, rejuvenated,

Reengaged to work, work, and work only,

Tours diary crowded reports to type,

Part of the business, modern age, run and run,

Respite, less desired career, big promotion,

Kept my pen in my pocket, watched the time,

Quite late at night still, caution catch a train,

That day I penned my diary being emotional,

How much difficulty did I face to get this job,

The study for a few percentage crumples life,

The body, like a rock statue, looked results,

Thank god, passed, looked behind,

A few were sobbing, biting their lips,

Streaming tear and shattered dream emotions,

Visible that day, sneaked out of the group,

Envy crept into me to capture a good job,

Never looked back at my friends, parents,

Less shared life with brothers, sisters,

My life posed a magnificent vision join,

Join dear selected to the stream unique,

That your fate, luck, and fortune waits,

Just dedicate your life to gold piling,

Enjoy your life, all pleasures waiting,

Slept that day perfectly, with tired limbs,

Next dawn, it was electric ran to the balcony,

The rose got pale, cold frosted bite all,

A few petals have fallen to the ground floor,

The fragrance pink aura, missing, I collect,

Surprised I was crying the death of a flower,

Sentimental the beautiful life ended,

Compared to my life, I was speechless,

What? what I did, performed, successful,

Then, a simple rose captured my heart,

Whom did I did served, my parents, we siblings?

Gave comparable pleasure joy of a rose,

Was my life that fragrant I live my day,

Fallen as this flower, people will cherish,

The sentiment that never touched chained,

Emotions past lesion messages are hidden,

Sentimental a soul, a rose petal in hand,

Found my life moving amid dreary sand!

 

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Sentimental

Themes: Significance of a rose

Date: 13th January 2023, Cuttack

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ANIMATE

 

ANIMATE

 

Socking the gruesome sight crowded,

Billowing dark fumes, tongues of fire,

Burning the high-rise building houses,

Loud cries of people at height waving,

The specter pleading for help saving a life,

Who are you uniformed men daring,

Fighting sparing own life rises on a ladder,

Pour water jet through windows, balconies,

Enters into smoking windows daredevil,

High apartment lives choked unconscious,

No way to come down life closed,

Staircases engulfed by fire confined,

Clueless trying to jump to death,

The wrong choice to save life fail decision,

Just this moments enter these men,

Lifts limbs drained out of energy,

Through rope ladder platform rescue,

Hours of these horrible scene fight,

Continues till the deathly inferno off,

Extinguished the fire, charred lives,

Devastated families, horrible death occur,

A life that matters a few seconds save,

The blackened faces burning eyes search,

Recover senseless, dying children, babies,

Spine chilling actions wordless achieve,

The saga of firefighters amid ruins,

Crawl among amber, intense heat,

The action final, end operations, back,

A big megapolis explosions miles away,

Fire and black smoke touches the sky,

Destroyed adjacent buildings, traffic,

Cordon off the entire crowd, danger zone,

Bystander observes people agitated,

Burning people within the fuel station,

Shouting excited pushing the rope,

Blocked by these death-defying men,

Cool, and calm, highly trained,

Managing irate crowd make way,

Let the vehicles firefighter move in,

Fire extinguishers spray chemicals,

A more dangerous place may explode,

Trembles me they walk through smolder,

Fight the operation nerve-wracking,

The toxic fume, heat, live working,

A few days the hell fire put-off now,

Leaves devastation, destruction,

A few lives were lost, wounded rescued,

Savior of human life unlisted,

News, how many survived, property saved,

These brave men disappear like a ghost,

Look at them have worried families,

Purposefully children kept out of father,

It happens such savior succumbs,

Wait, family desperate heard the news,

Sacrificed the life, not at war field,

But saving own people in dire threat,

No way means the job, skill, and courage,

Tearful inks saluting immortal spirits,

Walking on a road footpath traffic jam,

Listen to blaring sirens speeding cars,

Divided the road to the side, opens fast,

Blocked green signals to halt let fire-men,

The men in helmet stand ringing the bell,

The eyes of people viewing them,

Standstill on a footpath, drivers notice,

I found these faces animate unique,

Rarely I saw these hopeful eyes sparkle,

Praying for their spirit salute bravery,

Animate the air fast and quick happen,

Lingers deep gratitude a fire has shaken

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Animate

Themes: Firefighters an enigma

Date: 19th January 2023, Cuttack

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SELF DOUBT

 

SELF DOUBT

 

Sober this heart, quiet thinking,

Watches floating thoughts in mind,

Where is its source, where is it moving,

Endless surprises soul thirsty often,

Wants innumerable goods to please,

Pleasure evaporates, vaporizes instantly,

Search again mind fantasy thought to create,

Sit still, unmoved, looking vacantly, a lot,

Forgets where am I? why is sitting here,

Dream castles already build, I travel.

Visible to me beautiful house in front,

Colored glasses, windows closed,

Knocks the front door rings loudly,

Push a bit, found the door open sliding,

Astonished at the carpet sofa furniture,

No one is seen in the room empty, decorated,

Wooden frames wall mounted paintings,

As if images living, looking at me,

Enters long corridors with hundreds of rooms,

Windows with frosted glass in front,

Speechless found someone behind standing,

A person of my height faintly seen,

Disappearing, then the visible body,

Sometimes obscure face or palms, fingers,

Misty eyes, translucent nose touching glass,

Disappear suddenly curious my heart,

Who is living in this room enters quickly,

No one is there, the room vacant,

Look through the frosted glass image same,

Inside myself but the image from the balcony,

Run out of the room alarmed in a sock,

Empty is the long corridor hunting a time,

The big house, no one could be found, returned,

Melted the daydream, lingered the sight,

Who was he behind the frosted glass,

It was making fun of me, hide and seek,

Opened my heart walked and walked,

Tired limbs thoughtless rest under a tree,

Suddenly found life unsure of myself,

Unconvinced in every aspect of duty,

Hunting fear lurks behind obscurity,

Terrorizing all the while mind inkling ideas,

Failure sure to fail after effort, hard work,

I questioned, directed to me, bluntly scornful,

How come? deduced the outcome, just started,

Predicting the result as failure idiocy,

Where has gone my courage and conviction,

Love my dear girlfriend, fear losing caution?

Before approaching her feeling unreal,

She is lost for me, rejected my hand,

Trembles my nerves losing the adorn,

She is very much mine uniting with me,

So assuring her voice, she talks of  the future,

We are to build a sweet home but less luster,

Our study, career, job, notoriety mind,

Playing with me, treacherous tactics,

Confirmed by now this one was playing,

Blurred image of mine, mind projected,

Found convenient a frosted glass,

Easy to vanish and appear weird,

The solitude under a tree amidst nature,

Aroused conscience hinted at self-doubt,

Exposed fled that day I could recognize,

From miles away approaching my red eyes,

No more your slave run from my heart,

Confide friends from that day become smart.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Self Doubt

Themes: The mind lacks focus, unsure

Date: 12th January 2023, Cuttack

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DIASPORA

 

DIASPORA

 

The most ancient civilization persists,

Withstood the vagaries of time routed,

Stands till modern times look at twenty-first,

The century eagerly awaited stays supreme,

The triangle base of the Himalayas widest,

From the Hindukush to Rangoon expanse,

Touched the Indian ocean at Kanyakumari,

The peninsula of billion plus people plural,

Hosts countless cultures, tribes, ethnics,

Color the hundreds of languages, cultures,

The people believe in God's path numerous,

Citadel of interfaith tolerance coexistence,

Thousands of Masjids, Churches, temples,

Equal the monasteries education hubs,

All are growing majestic democracy help,

Freedom, fundamental right liberty won,

True equality for the vast population stark real,

Exercises franchise election mindboggling,

From destitute, laborer, and peasants to corporate,

From female, male, young or old alike,

Their index finger decides the ruler, mighty,

The opposite happens, massive landslides,

A tea seller child on a train gets victorious,

A newspaper boy minority is the president,

A tribal woman replaces his position,

Democracy, significant exercise, marvel,

The smooth transition of power  progress,

Freedom to women, free education focus,

Senior citizens get support health onus,

Youth educated skilled migrate worldwide,

Ages ago traveled across the ocean as laborers,

Cane fields, granaries, industry demand,

Generations settled accepted nationalities,

The language, culture, food, dress styles,

Little eroded, still visible, the rituals,

Practices the same faith builds temples, Gurdwara,

Follows customs of forefathers practices,

Thousand miles away from ancestor's land,

Still, love treats the motherland feel nostalgic,

Remind centuries ago, traveled on ship,

Established built homeland children grew,

Flowing back home of forefathers, experience,

An ocean of life complex yet splendor pull,

Intoxicate festivals celebrate ancient land,

Smeared with colors spray color powder,

The dance song musical, drum rhythm,

Folk dancers dress in costumes, colorful,

The stepping ecstatic entices the heart to sing,

To dance in synch smiling soul is lost,

Tearful feels forefathers were like this,

Happy, prosperous, wise, knowledgeable,

Indomitable spirit, benevolent, kind, loving,

Hospitable, never been aggressor, gentle,

Knew, still recognize peace, care, compassion,

Love earth, nature, and the people of the world,

Brotherhood saves internal strife to amity,

Hundreds of islands in the ocean, countries,

Migration continues unabated, skilled,

Skilled people, now the spine of adopted land,

Engineers, doctors, scientists, builders,

Hardworking unscrupulous people,

Hiring respect, honor, rewards through work,

A few writers perform in art, culture,

World-class Diaspora linked to the past,

Travels very often visit length and breadth,

Experience millennia-old rich civilizations,

That extends a Diaspora over the globe.

Just one returned homeland freed from slavery,

In the third quarter of a century, indebted billions.

 

Pen: Bijayananda Mishra

Title of Poem: Diaspora

Themes: Overseas Indians Day

Date: 10th January 2023, Cuttack

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