Saratchandra Sahoo Poems

How was it that
a feeling of impotence
gripped my inner being,
the moment I looked at you
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You are a slip of a girl,
Nature’s exquisite handiwork,
now out of my sight,
though not out of mind.
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Let not your words
die on your lips;
let them not die down
deep within.
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Let us swing together
like twins
in a dreamless sleep
in the swing of silence
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When your eyelids
begin to droop,
the dark begins to darken
my cosy little world.
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With the approach
of a few sprinkles of rain
outside the smeared windows,
my thoughts flash back
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When you tear your clothes off
and wind down
on a soft mattress, all alone
in your dimly lit inner sanctum,
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Only an inviting smile,
a warm chat
are suffice for me
to adorn your lissome
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A pretty, middle-aged willowy widow
whose life has been a void
in her prime
goes unnoticed;
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Huddling up close together
on the dried, dewy bed of leaves
on the mountain slopes,
drinking deep at
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