*🧚🏼♂️🧚🏼♂️AS A TINY FIREFLY🧚🏼♂️🧚🏼♂️*
I flew to meet the sun
Which shone from heaven as consolation,
By its own drive of passion
Trembling with the border of Icarus’ skirts
Vessels above the clouds
In the vortex of the magic of a smile,
Where I used to look for you
Pushing a dormant dawn into the ocean.
With my eyes open, I gasped
a haven of banality,
The songs of the winds were absorbed with delight,
Danced playfully on the foam of naughty waves
And with a fragile moonlight complicated dreams,
In wet hair wrote a fairy tale
On the healed path of belief.
Don’t follow me
A rain of insincere tears.
It does not extinguish the grill of burnt wings,
The take-off is uncertain love
Killed by restlessness,
Hot rays stuck in the poetry of sorrow & frozen silence.
Do not reach in vain
In the semifinals of the match
Which wanders one selfish player.
Know he’s stuck
Somewhere in the center of the beginning
Mowed by the same take off of angelic singing
Without the right to paradise in the kiss of a lullaby
Which fell asleep in the palm of your hand
Like a tiny firefly,which at dawn as a victim of cries.
With a gas day and lose yourself,
It loses its luster.
*✍️Manoj Kumar Panda*
*Founder & the Chairperson of Suryodaya Literary Foundation*
*Ada, Balasore, Odisha*