BLACK IS BEAUTIFUL ********************** Cukoo is black but her voice so sweet Heron is white but it’s voice is rought Black hair of our head the beauty of face Indicates symbol of youth and smooth grace White hair speaks of old age
“Hope isn’t Lost” Although I’m a refugee in this modern era, Has to live in a restricted camp, Where nothing blossom even the sunlight is unfiltered, Living in a scorching dessert, no amenity of life, Don’t know why, most stuffs are different
That Night The night was dark like condensed pitch All the fear were howling each Hooting hissing adhere everywhere An old aged ugly owl was in it’s soar Night creatures were whispering low As they were constructing devastating flow One lady with
soldier In the smiling sun, At raging night, On the bed of thorns, His hands feed his motherland Lions to be on the bed of roses. A ravenous lion in the den, Roaring to porcupines To make his cubs live with doves.
ABSTRACT ART (The gift of dyslexia) The gift of what they call as curse, From point of view of human mind, Peek inside and you shall find, The world of living abstract art. Eyes that read from the reverse, Seeing numbers as
Gift From a Child Here is a great lesson I have learned, Not to avoid the gift from a child. Not that I am greedy for it, It has a lot of feeling filled in it. Every single smile on their face
Musings Some days’re unlike others Some days’re good amidst bad That Rangoon creeper dying a few days back Now peeping through every other tree Pink flowers bloomed and smiled From the guava tree and Neem too The dusty wild flower beside the
GORČINA PELINA Zadnja se kap u čaši prelila reč bolna, kao kost u grlu zastala i ona mrva hleba je presela, nije trebala kao da je htela… Sve maske padoše u jednom trenu, gorčinu pelina popih samo ja… Čitav život kroz
Lap Of The Nature ———————– The creator who creates the creativity in nature. It gives pain and heal Lesson like a great teacher. Trees in the forest As high as the sky . To take rest in summer For the tired passerby.
UNQUENCHED THIRST On universal brotherhood The crest and crowning of Life is now always perspiring Hope of peace is evaporating Solidarity is alarmingly diluting Let our brotherhood be a delight A fountain of unquenched thirst . Rohini Kumar Behera, The Principal Advisor
तुम्हे रासेश्वरी कहूँ या सुरसिका तुम्हे रासेश्वरी कहूँ या सुरसिका अतुलनीय सौंदर्यसम्राज्ञी या अनुपमेय प्रिया।। अग्नी में दाहरूपी, सूर्य में प्रभारूपी चंद्रमे शोभारूपी, कमलमे शोभनारूपी ज्ञान समृद्धी संपत्ती सगुण यशबल सर्वशक्तिमान ‘भग’ रूपी भगवती तुम्हें रासेश्वरी कहू या सुरसिका अतुलनीय सौंदर्यसम्राज्ञी या
Before The Departure Call me once by my name Before the departure of mine, May this moment comes or not again Let’s make the life memorable and fine. Find out me in the queue of selfish people Who care and want me