DEEPAK KUMAR PATTANAYAK Poems

With me there lived a good friend of mine
One day he faced accident with his legs broken
And wound up marrying orthopaedic lady doctor
On hearing this incident said my mother
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If I should depart
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If I should depart before you
Tell not the sun
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It seems as if those bees bear no common sense
Of late they have built a hive in a cornice of my house
I know not what prompts them to come here
May be a few pots close by with roses blooming there
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When north wind beckons to her
She abides forthwith like a docile lover
And comes adorned with apparels white and soft,
Cold and pearly charming us with delight
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Looks like a creek it is
Flows and flows and flows
Nurturing a wish, a desire somewhere
To becoming a brook on its way fair and unfair
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Life is short
May be as good as some years or so
Death is long
For it is as good as a century and beyond
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A very small space on a foot path, all
Love to travel for a while
First visitor is twilight along with birds
In melody that rhyme a bit with a resonance
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I capture the glimpses of many
They come one by one or together
And ask me how are you
And I smile and tears roll down
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They are lovely and lovable
Without them life seems impossible
Blood runs in every vein
And takes a course to drain unseen
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Scanty or plenty
Could be summed up fairly
Discriminating the day's full or measured
With days past adored and cared
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