Poem Collection of Aswini

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`“WRITING”

Write anything any genre
In the diary of your own manner,
There is nothing to say
There is nothing to pay,
Write some that creates rays
Arrange words with proper lay,
At First, you may find difficult say
After some days it will be easier way,
Develop your interest day by day
Write something about the fay,
Write something about the clay
Just visit of your nearby bay,
Sit on the shore with own aye

feel what the nature says,  

 And starts writing with proper guess.

UNFORGETTABLE OMEN

A mysterious angel came,
Along with torrential rain
Seeing me from far as acumen,
Told me the importance of Zen
Taught me how to knowledge gain,
With little fear, i asked her name!!
She Answered, her name was omen,
I came here to make you embolden
Make you a real wisdom is the main,
suddenly took me with her to a glen
While she touched me I felt so soften,
Though at first i felt tremor in my vein
Later I felt as she removing all my pain,
Her voice was full of sweetened
She explained the life with full deepen,
I heard with full attention her, then
I asked her to return home!! when?,
Told me with sadness to drop me at ten
I can’t forget the day with omen and rain,
She taught me in life how to be graven
Today, she comes whenever I feel craven.

          

WOE OF A GIRL

Rapists troubled a girl in a big city

It is true she lost her purity,

In public they made her nudity

Thoughtful! Where had gone the humanity,

Public decided to not make enmity

She yelling in the public for girls parity,

With sadness she requested for the lenity

She told the public to be very probity,

She told destroy the thoughts of impurity

She requisitioned to the world for equality,

She told girls have the same capacity

Don’t take advantages of girls modesty,

The rapists did such enormity

They never can be acquitted, they are guilty,

They did not learn how to show suavity

They need to know there is no imparity,

She evoked the girls to make potent ability.

 LOVELY BIRDS AS MY GUEST!!

I walked to the west                                                                                                                                                   

Started journey with full interest,                                                        

With water bottle it was the best                                                                   

Under tree I took sometimes rest,

And saw there was a bird nest

Baby birds were so cutest,

Chirping of their were so sweetest

I took them to my house as guest,

But, I felt, they became my family-folk lest

For them I made some vegetables paste,

Though winter, their body became coldest

Eventually with me they became closest,

 I spent time with them with much funniest

Often I saw them and became mildest,

All at sudden in home came a priest

Told me to not take them at house nest,

Hearing this, I thought so deepest

It was my mistake? Became the saddest,

Thinking of growing them at tinniest

How can I forget that so soonest,

I decided to release them so farthest

So, that the lovely birds can be safest.

IT WAS A WEIRD!!! NIGHT

Touching raindrops at mid night
Feeling the essence & coldness
Walking slowly with high breathe,
It was a weird!!! Night

Feeling awesome while
Came outside with an umbrella,
And seeing everywhere dark!!
As such as dark forest,
It was a weird!!! Night

Enjoying the lights
Fear of the thunderstorms,
Seeing a horrific sight within it
It was weird!!! Night

While walking
Saw leaning of trees,                                                                              

Felt, such as a ghost!!
Moving face with closing eye
Returned home!!
It was a weird!!! Night

Thinking of stopping of this
Unseasonal rain!!!
Why it poured untimely,
It may be special drops from God
It was a weird!!!! Night
       

By: ASWINI KUMAR BEHERA

A BSC ITM (INFO. TECH. MANAGEMENT) STUDENT, INSTITUTE- COMPUTER APPLICATION CENTRE (Affiliated to Utkal university. Govt. of Odisha)

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