ODIA KABITA TUME MO KOLE THILE

TUME MO KOLE THILE

Tume mo kole thile:

Sisaa bi laage naram

Kantaa bi laage kusuhuma

Shuska truna bi reshama

Santaraa bi laage pashama!

Tume mo kole thile:

Mana mo eka mireega

Eka anaa bi aaraba

Neeti khyana bi paraba

Marata bi laage saraga!

Tume mo kole thile:

Bisha bi laage amruta

Mukta bi laage rudhira

Krushna pakhyebi  chandra

Sabu laagai sundara!

Tume mo kole thile:

 Juge bi laage palaka

Asaranti mo pulaka

Andhaara re bi aaloka

Jine mu saaraa mulaka!

Tume mo kole thile:

Jeebana laage mo kabitaa

Bahe ta sukhara sarita

Prema aane ta purnataa

Aana kiye baa sari taa?

HERE IS THE ENGLISH VERSION OF THE ABOVE POEM.

WHEN THOU ART AT MY LAP

When thou art at my lap:

Even lead seems to me enviably soft

Even nail tips touch like blooms’ tuft

Even dry hays become silky fabric

Even water plants turn wools terrific!

When thou art at my lap:

My mind is as agile as a dancing deer

A pittance fetches me a endless cheer

Each moment seems to me like festivity

Even the drab earth turns a heaven pretty!

When thou art at my lap:

Even poison tastes like sweet nectar

Even blood drops turn pearls of lustre

In dark fortnight, appears the Moon

Everything looks beautiful so soon!

When thou art at my lap:

Like a moment a long eon seems

Ah! Happiness abounds and teems

Yes, to me even darkness is light

I prevail over the earth in delight!

When thou art at my lap:

The whole life becomes poetry

Flows there a river of boundless glee

Love brings all perfection and fulfillment

What else can pour so much contentment?

* THOU ART – YOU ARE

©Shankar D Mishra 26.05.2017

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