THE LANGUAGE OF MY HEART

 

THE LANGUAGE OF MY HEART

O my Darling! I know not indeed, why do my restless and euphoric eyes,

A sky full of dreams, with a hidden rapture, none other than you, dream?

Why does this delirious Peacock of my mind dance like a leaping stream,

And make you a meek appeal, "May I be at your disposal forever, please?

O my Darling! My sullen lips are rapt to empty the language of my heavy heart,

When you are unthinkably and unbearably out of my  reveling, rejoicing reach;

But, no sooner do you come close as a remote wave does smooch the beach,

Than it sprints fast like lightning to a land of merry oblivion as if to start a new part!

O my Darling! Legions of unspeakable thoughts live awake in my obsessive mind,

The more I suppress them, the more they obstinately fancy of none but you!

As they gradually grow stronger in my tranquil turmoil a Shakespeare in me I find,

And pen volumes in your adoration better than any other ardent weaver of words can sew!

Do rely,  O my distant Ally! Nights and days I spend time with you in a silent hub,

What is rabidly hummed by the Votaries of Cupid as nothing but "Sweet Love!"

N.B. This Sonnent is inspired by an Odia poem written by Bharati Rath.

*Rabidly : warmly, avidly

Copyright: Dr. Shankar D Mishra, Dept. Of English, Kalinga Bharati Sanskrit College, Balichandra Pur, Jajpur, Odisha, India

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ହୃଦୟର ଭାଷା*

ହଜାରେ ସପନ କାହିଁକି କେଜାଣି

     ତୁମ ପାଇଁ ଦେଖେ ଆଖି

ଅଜଣା ପୁଲକେ ନାଚେ ମନପକ୍ଷୀ

     ହୃଦୟଟା ଦିଏ ବିକି।

ଓଠ ଚାହୁଁଥାଏ କହିବାକୁ କିଛି

     ତୁମେ ଥିଲେ ପ୍ରିୟ ଦୂରେ

କହିପାରେ ନାହିଁ ସାଇତା କଥାକୁ

     ତୁମକୁ ଦେଖିଲା ପରେ ।

ମନେ ଖେଳୁଥାଏ ଅସୁମାରୀ ଆଶା

       ତୁମ କଥା ଭାବି ଭାବି

ଅକୁହା କଥାକୁ କଲମେ ସାଉଁଟେ

       ପାଲଟିଯାଇ ମୁଁ କବି ।

     ନିରବେ ନିରବେ ତୁମ ଭାବନାରେ

       ପାହିଯାଏ ଦିନରାତି

ରହି ରହି ମୋତେ ହୃଦୟଟା କହେ

       ଏଇ ବୋଧେ ମଧୁ ପ୍ରୀତି ।

ଭାରତୀ ରଥ, ବାଙ୍କୀ, କଟକ, ଓଡିଶା 

THANK YOU CORONA.

Thank you Corona for coming to the world as a bitter curse and going as a sweet boon:
For, you have tortured man, past imagination, worse and harsher than a hired goon!
You have exposed Science; mocked at human helplessness; and taunted at his technology's advance,
You have forced him to love a self-hugged jail; brought his fastest life to stagnancy; and dictated him to dance!

You have chased man invisibly and pounced upon him like a terrible Tiger,
You have tied, gagged, stupefied and transfixed him with your shocking, elusive saunter!
You have taken away jobs; slapped him by hunger pang; and devastated the economy,
You have maimed and mutilated him beyond cure turning all his sunny dreams gloomy!

Nevertheless, you have proved for man no less than a beautiful blessing in disguise,
For, you have really forced him to be humble, hygienic, disciplined, ego-less and wise,
You have taught him not to mistake that money, machine and might can always conquer,
You have preached him to love and respect Nature; and accept wholeheartedly that God is greater,
You have opened his eyes to see the Miracles of the Almighty behind every phenomenon,
You have awakened his sleeping senses to thank Him for making him the greatest gift of His unique Creation!

SEEKING GOD'S GRACE AND BLESSINGS FOR VISHNU 

O God! May You be kind enough to shower with profuse generosity,

Your Grace on Vishnu, on this auspicious day of his Sacred Thread Ceremony,

So that he leads a life of simplicity, humility, integrity, sanity and serenity,

And the Sky of his life remains ever clear, cloudless, bright and sunny! 

O God! May You be pleased enough to pour with abundant magnanimity,

Your Blessings on Vishnu, on this auspicious day of his Sacred Thread Ceremony,

So that he loves truth, transparency, peace, duty, diligence and impartiality, 

He saves Virtue wealth for the rainy days instead of gold, insurance or money!

O God! May You be compassionate enough to bestow with lavish benevolence,

Your favours on Vishnu, on this auspicious day of his Sacred Thread Ceremony, 

So that he ever chooses in life nothing else but Abou Ben Adhem's noble company, 

He loves humanity, lives for the mankind and makes out Immortality's Essence!

O God! These are the boons we seek from You for Vishnu with total submission,

And hope with obeisance that You will take them into Your kind Consideration!

N. B. A prayer from Papa and Mama

Vishnu is the son of the poet. This poem was composed on his Sacred Tread Ceremony held on 3rd February, 2022.