Colliding with a whirlpool, unceasing tunnels store loads of sensation Terrifying clamours of bats here carry full of fond laughter For whom and for what so selfish is the time The future to amass a garden in the darkness; not possible A bunch of early flowers hang in the boroughs of the horizon. You could see clearly; how skillfully I moved my shiny and … [Read more...]
Indian LIterature | Indian Review Author | Pitambar Naik was born and brought up in Kalahandi district of Odisha. He holds an M A in Journalism and Public Relations. He works as a social worker in Jamshedpur in India. He writes in English.
Haiku 1 I discover a paradise in her heart And I am off the quake of terrorism And war of floods. Haiku 2 After you deserted me I am a nomad carrying a desert of fires Nonsensically trying to locate you, an oasis. Haiku 3 I appealed the moon once to come down Now it peeps into my private life Every fortnight. Indian Literature and … [Read more...]
As the monsoon goes frenzy So you do It’s good to view your wild countenance. We swim together. When you swell I dive into you I madly chase you How lovely it is! How lovely it to tame you a flooded river. The deeper I go The deeper I feel you You envelop me as I wish. You never get tired Nor do you collapse And detach me. How can I be suffocated? … [Read more...]