“Monsoon Farming” Mahanaj Parvin ******************************************* Sweat is wiped away by the touch of rain flowers, The pages of the secret diary of their selfless sacrifice are not read! We live in the heroism of their arms, The body burns to ashes
#Slf_fortrightly_Poetry_Contest-13 “Psalm of the soul” Mahanaj parvin **************************************** The inter-city of the night runs towards the dawn, Imagination creeps through the windows of the night room, Sometimes loud, sometimes slow, like the wind, I passed the test of emotion.
ALLUSION_OF_SILENCE Manoj Kumar Panda In the world of echoes, only silence screams, In the shadows only the moon is clear. Who can ask heaven for roses When thorns only lacerate. Only a sleepless mad man imagines the sun at night. Maybe