#Allusion_of_Contrasts
A wing rises in the infinite sky,
Slowly it breaks, into fury tumultuous clay,
Tear flows in the eyelash of joy,
Another is bitter, in the rain of may.
A flame vibrates in the purple fire,
In a concrete rock another shatters,
On the eyelids of love, aroma of dreams full in jars
In the smoke of no finds, another is embers.
An allusion rises in bold dreams,
In the eye of sorrow,another closes
In a branch of life there are swarms of goodness,
In another branch there are night’s claws .
A lullaby with a thought from the East,
Necktie hits his lips at sunsets,
The tears of the rain disperse the lights,
The fangs of the storm bite into the roots.
The blue whispers gather in a fits,
Another collects shards, from hermit pains,
A hurried spring laughs in a slaps,
In another the wandering thought bitterly weeps .
Between black and white, gray tones lined up’s,
The heart rises, with poppies from the plains,
In silence the mist of remembrance floats ,
Purple rays weave paths of loves.
*Manoj Kumar Panda*
*Founder and the Chairperson of Suryodaya Literary Foundation (SLF)*
