Allusions Of Longing
I long to reach the skyline,
To the limit overwhelmed by infinity,
Fly in a hot air balloon,
Tattoo the sky with a resistant color.
I long to gain wings and leave
Without rushing to arrive,
Listen to the deaf echo of nature,
Sweetly kiss the drop of dexterity,
To cradle infinity with extreme kindness.
I long to land in a pure hand,
Wrap myself in colorful feathers,
Fall asleep on your affectionate lap,
Mell the thorny flowerbed.
I long for conquered freedom,
Free from shackles, from standardized behaviors;
Hold every second in my hand,
To continue without hesitation
In the certainty of my reason.
I long to reach Heaven…,
With according to my freedom,
After malnourished from chains,
Myself – immersed – in my irreverent self.
Manoj Kumar Panda
SURYODAYA LITERARY FOUNDATION- ସୂର୍ଯ୍ୟୋଦୟ ଭାଷା ସାହିତ୍ୟ ପ୍ରତିଷ୍ଠାନ