With patience repaired I many of her broken toys since she was a child, And in return, I have been captivated
By the cloudy weather of fulfilment rising from her face.
During play, while playing with her friends
Behind the shadow of the bickering, I have felt
The sweetness of her judgment tactics
Her own pledge existed between winning and losing.
The blood clot that oozing out of a torn knee or elbow
Before being coagulated
I have seen the pale flame of restlessness,
Its growing twigs at the door end of culmination.
Even after skipping food and drinking,
Her urge to finish school tasks
Before her Himalayan like obstinacy how powerless was mother's endearment
l have seen along passion being still and stable
Standing in a waiting posture.
To grow, for growth pullulating
Fight, for fight consecration,
To win, for winning invocation
In the fealty sacred fire oblating grit
Has crafted for her now, I know
Alluring sensation of the dreamy mustard field.
Proficiency and excellence
After taking feet off the labour room of diligence
I am only a spellbound spectator now.
Sometimes the smile of the sugarcane field engulfs my face
Sometimes in my eyes there is the language of honeyed estuary
Sometimes in my mouth there is full of praise
For the sky bound kite.
Bio: Dr. Alok Kumar Ray is basically a college teacher whose passion rests on writing poetry both in English and Odia languages. So far he has published two poetry books i.e. one in Odia and the other one in English medium. He has edited two international level and both bilingual and multilingual poetry anthologies. Being a published poet , he has contributed poems to a great number of poetry anthologies, periodicals, magazines and newspapers.
His passion for poetry has helped him to attend many national and international level poetry festivals inside India. Adorned with many awards, medals and felicitated by many literary organisations, Dr.Ray carries out his soft corner for poetry in a sublime way.
