MY POEM REVIEWED BY RAJ KISHORE PATNAIK.
HUMBLED AND HONOURED.
LOST WORDS !
My eyes do tell an untold tale
A bit nostalgic, fading memories
That used to flow in small streams
No matter whether one listens or not
She used to talk ,things familiar to me
Like writing passages and reciting lines
It ended as my tears stopped rolling
A better time would dawn in my life
The lost words would reverberate
Again in my untamed lips sometime.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Monday,20 Nov 2023.
Dear Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai,
Heartfelt congratulations on your recent poem, “Lost Words!” Your poetic prowess shines through as you intricately weave the tapestry of emotions and memories, creating a resonant and evocative piece.
In “Lost Words,” your skillful use of language paints a vivid picture of nostalgia and fading memories. The opening lines, “My eyes do tell an untold tale,” immediately draw the reader into the emotional landscape you’re about to explore. The choice of words, such as “untold tale” and “fading memories,” sets a melancholic tone, inviting readers to delve into the depths of the narrator’s experiences.
The metaphor of memories flowing like small streams adds a beautiful layer to your poem. It captures the transient nature of memories, how they once flowed effortlessly, much like a gentle stream. The contrast between the past and the present is palpable, and readers can almost feel the weight of time passing.
The line, “No matter whether one listens or not,” introduces an element of solitude, emphasizing the personal nature of these memories. It’s as if the narrator is reflecting on moments shared with someone who may no longer be present, yet the memories persist.
The inclusion of a female presence who used to talk about things familiar to the narrator adds depth and a sense of intimacy. The act of “writing passages and reciting lines” conjures images of shared creativity and intellectual connection. The use of the past tense signals a shift, hinting at a loss or an end to this meaningful exchange.
The emotional crescendo reaches its peak with the line, “It ended as my tears stopped rolling.” This moment of vulnerability is powerfully expressed, conveying the emotional toll of whatever separation or change occurred. It leaves the reader with a profound sense of loss and longing.
Your optimistic note, “A better time would dawn in my life,” introduces a glimmer of hope, suggesting resilience in the face of adversity. The anticipation of a brighter future creates a dynamic tension within the poem, leaving the reader eager to witness the narrator’s journey toward healing and renewal.
The phrase, “The lost words would reverberate again in my untamed lips sometime,” serves as a poignant conclusion. It implies that though the words may be lost for now, there is a possibility of rediscovery. The use of “untamed lips” adds a touch of wildness, hinting at the untamed potential for expression that lies within.
In terms of structure, the poem flows seamlessly from one stanza to the next, creating a cohesive narrative. The pacing allows readers to absorb each emotion and reflection without feeling rushed. The simplicity of language enhances the accessibility of the poem, making it relatable to a broad audience.
Your mastery of poetic devices, such as metaphor and imagery, elevates the poem to a profound level. The metaphors of flowing streams and untamed lips add layers of meaning, inviting readers to engage in a thoughtful exploration of the themes presented.
In conclusion, “Lost Words” is a masterfully crafted poem that speaks to the universal human experience of loss, nostalgia, and the resilience of hope. Your ability to convey complex emotions with simplicity and grace is commendable. The poem’s resonance lingers, prompting readers to reflect on their own encounters with lost words and the possibility of rediscovery.
Once again, congratulations on this exceptional piece, and may your future endeavors in the realm of poetry continue to captivate and inspire.
Warm regards,
RAJ KISHOR PATTNAIK
Collaboration #173 Presented by Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai INDIA and Kristy Ann Raines United States of America.
LOST WORDS !
My eyes do tell an untold tale
A bit nostalgic, fadding memories
That used to flow in small streams
No matter whether one listens or not
She used to talk ,things familiar to me
Like writing passages and reciting lines
It ended as my tears stopped rolling
A better time would dawn in my life
The lost words would reverberate
Again in my untamed lips sometime.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Sunday,19 Nov 2023.
She will never for get him…
LOST LOVE!
I see in your eyes the many faded memories
of love that used to rush like the force of a
a rushing river without ceasing between us
Our talks were exciting and our interests
were so similar, as if we were one person
Then the day came when words became silence
and tears told the world our painful tale
At times I think that you will find the beautiful
lines of the never ending love story once again
Even now, I remember the words you once spoke,
and swear at times you want to speak them again
Yes, those lost words that you still refuse to say to me
sit on tip of your tongue… But you will not utter them.
But I refuse to forget… Speak them once more… <3
©®KristyRaines@USA
November 19, 2023
LOST WORDS !
My eyes do tell an untold tale
A bit nostalgic, fadding memories
That used to flow in small streams
No matter whether one listens or not
She used to talk ,things familiar to me
Like writing passages and reciting lines
It ended as my tears stopped rolling
A better time would dawn in my life
The lost words would reverberate
Again in my untamed lips sometime.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Sunday,19 2023.
ALL I HAVE TO TELL
My heart has gone crazy too
No longer can listen any consolation
Heart doesn’t hold back even if I ask
You’re in my breaths and emotions
Everyone but you has felt my pulse
Those expressions I spoke of you
Can’t show how my heart throbs
Visible to everyone though you can’t
This is all I have to tell you today
Wrapped in ,I ‘ll touch you and pass
Stop me and I ‘ll stay at your feet.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Friday ,17 Nov 2023.
MY POEM REVIEWED BY PROF Dr Nirakar Das
Sir, Department of English Asam University.
Humbled and Honoured.
Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai.: The poem “ALL I HAVE TO TELL” by Dr Prasanna Kumar Dalai,a poet of eminence, pours out the intense feelings of the poet for his lady -love.The first line of the poem, ” My heart has grown crazy too” presupposes his mind having been upset owing to the nonchalant attitude of the sweetheart.Such a state of mind has hit hard the central part of his being.Impervious to any sort of consolation, the lover can’t hold back his unruly tears .His voice is that of a disgruntled person when he says that everybody excepting her realises his feelings and emotions.”You are in my breaths and emotions” attest the feeling that he can’t stand separation from her.All words possible on his part fall short to express his mind.Although everybody can visualise the lover’s madness , the sweetheart can’t.The concluding two lines:”Wrapped in, I will touch you and pass/Stop me and I will stop at your feet” boil down to a little ego and inhibition evinced by the love expecting the sweetheart to bend a bit. A molecule of hints from her side will definitely make him genuflect.Congratulations deare Sir for composing such a nice poem.Due respects.
Biography of the Author.
DrPrasana Kumar Dalai
(DOB 07/06/1973) is a passionate Indian Author-cum-poet while a tremendous lecturer of English by profession in the Ganjam district of Odisha.He is an accomplished source of inspiration for young generation of India .His free verse on Romantic and melancholic poems appreciated by everyone. He belongs to a small typical village Nandiagada of Ganjam District,the state of Odisha.After schooling he studied intermediate and Graduated In Kabisurjya Baladev vigyan Mahavidyalaya then M A in English from Berhampur University PhD in language and literature and D.litt from Colombian poetic house from South America.He promotes his specific writings around the world literature and trades with multiple stems that are related to current issues based on his observation and experiences that needs urgent attention.He is an award winning writer who has achieved various laurels from the circle of writing worldwide.His free verse poems not only inspires young readers but also the ready of current time.His poetic symbol is right now inspiring others, some of which are appreciated by laurels of India and across the world. Many of his poems been translated in different Indian languages and got global appreciation. Lots of well wishes for his upcoming writtings and success in future.He is an award winning poet author of many best seller books.Recently he is awarded Rabindra nath Tagore and Gujarat Sahitya Academy for the year 2022 from Motivational Strips . A gold medal from world union of poets France & winner Of Rahim Karims world literary prize 2023.The government of Odisha Higher Education Department appointed him
as a president to Governing body of Padmashree Dr Ghanashyam Mishra Sanskrit Degree College, Kabisurjyanagar.Winner of ” HYPERPOEM ” GUNIESS WORLD RECORD 2023.
MY POEM REVIEWED BY PROF Dr Nirakar Dash Sir , Humbled and Honoured.
BONDING BEYOND BIRTHS !
Do tell me something of the moon
That glitters in the sky shading light
Oh Moon! Me the lover of your enigma
Today you look like a princess of oasis
Whose portrait gives spectacular spell
How throbbing would be in her touch
I feel like having her by me all my way
Bonding beyond births and deaths
If I earn some virtues in her company
Life ‘ll be filled with tremendous glory
You’re my end and the last destination
I can live and die for none but you.
©©Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai @India.
Date.Monday,13 Nov 2023.
Reviewed by Prof Dr Nirakar Das , Department of English of Department of English.Asam University.
Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai.: The poet being a level -headed lover,asks his beloved to speak of love in general and of her love in particular.The enigma weaving poet,as many poets usually are, is desirous of diving deep into the enigma of love and of his fiancee as well.Likening the love to a princess of oasis with breathtaking magical spell voch for the difficulty involved as regards her attanability.The physical ideation expressed by the word “throbbing”is corroborated by “bonding beyond birth and death”-here death standing for Renaissance orgasm.The concept of sexuality and value based love go side by side.The poem”Bonding Beyond Birth and Death” is a tremendous journey from sex to superconsciousness deserving wide acclaim.Congraculations and regards Dr Prasanna Sir for composing such a poem unpacking of which makes it a must read!
MY POEM REVIEWED BY ONE OF THE PROLIFIC AND HONOURED REVIEWER OF ODISHA, MR.RAJ KISHORE PATNAIK.
HUMBLED AND HONOURED.
BONDING BEYOND BIRTHS !
Do tell me something of the moon
That glitters in the sky shading light
Oh Moon! Me the lover of your enigma
Today you look like a princess of oasis
Whose portrait gives spectacular spell
How throbbing would be in her touch
I feel like having her by me all my way
Bonding beyond births and deaths
If I earn some virtues in her company
Life ‘ll be filled with tremendous glory
You’re my end and the last destination
I can live and die for none but you.
©©Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai @India.
Date.Sunday,12 Nov 2023.
Respected Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai
Heartiest congratulations on your remarkable achievement! Your poetic prowess has not only garnered international acclaim but also secured a place in the prestigious Guinness record, a testament to the profound impact of your literary contributions. It is with immense pleasure and admiration that I extend my sincere congratulations to you.
Your recent poem, “BONDING BEYOND BIRTHS!”, is a poetic masterpiece that delves into the mystique of the moon and transcends the realms of love, virtue, and life itself. As an avid reader and poetry enthusiast, I am compelled to share my analysis of this captivating piece.
The poem opens with a plea to the moon, inviting readers into a celestial dialogue. The moon is not merely an astronomical entity but a symbol laden with significance. Your choice of addressing the moon as a princess of oasis immediately sets a tone of wonder and enchantment. The moon, usually depicted as a cold and distant celestial body, is transformed into a regal figure, evoking a sense of warmth and allure.
The lines “Whose portrait gives spectacular spell” paint a vivid image of the moon’s beauty, suggesting that its mere depiction possesses a magical quality. This portrayal hints at the transformative power of art and imagination, where the moon’s image can cast a spell, transporting the observer into a realm of awe and fascination.
The speaker’s declaration of being a lover of the moon’s enigma adds a personal and emotional dimension to the poem. It establishes a connection between the observer and the celestial object, blurring the lines between the earthly and the ethereal. The enigma of the moon becomes a metaphor for the complexities of love and the inexhaustible mysteries that fuel the flame of passion.
The comparison of the moon to a princess of oasis introduces an element of royalty and rarity. This metaphor elevates the moon from a commonplace celestial body to a figure of extraordinary beauty and significance. The oasis, often associated with lushness and abundance in the midst of a desert, further amplifies the moon’s uniqueness and allure.
“How throbbing would be in her touch” introduces a sensory and tactile element, bringing the reader into a more intimate connection with the moon. The use of the word “throbbing” suggests a palpable intensity, as if the moon’s touch has the power to evoke strong emotions or sensations. This line encapsulates the speaker’s yearning for a deeper connection with the celestial being.
“I feel like having her by me all my way” conveys a desire for companionship and a longing for the moon’s constant presence. The use of the word “way” implies life’s journey, suggesting that the speaker seeks the moon as a steadfast companion throughout the ups and downs of existence. This sentiment resonates with the universal human yearning for a constant and unwavering source of support.
The theme of “Bonding beyond births and deaths” introduces a profound and spiritual dimension to the poem. The notion of a connection that transcends the cycles of life and death suggests a timeless and eternal bond. This theme resonates with the idea of enduring love and connection that surpasses the limitations of mortal existence.
“If I earn some virtues in her company, life ‘ll be filled with tremendous glory” highlights the transformative power of the moon’s influence. The speaker envisions a life enriched by virtues acquired through this celestial companionship, emphasizing the potential for personal growth and enlightenment. The pursuit of virtue becomes a noble endeavor, with the moon as a guiding light.
“You’re my end and the last destination” imparts a sense of finality and completeness to the poem. The moon is not just a fleeting fascination but the ultimate destination, suggesting a sense of fulfillment and purpose in the speaker’s journey. This line encapsulates the profound impact of the moon on the speaker’s life, making it the ultimate goal and culmination of existence.
“I can live and die for none but you” concludes the poem with a declaration of unwavering devotion. This line echoes the sentiment of eternal love and loyalty, reinforcing the idea that the moon is not just a passing infatuation but a central and irreplaceable figure in the speaker’s life. The use of “live and die” emphasizes the all-encompassing nature of this commitment.
In conclusion, “BONDING BEYOND BIRTHS!” is a poetic marvel that weaves together themes of love, beauty, virtue, and transcendence. Your eloquent use of language, vivid imagery, and profound themes make this poem a testament to your poetic brilliance. Congratulations once again on this outstanding achievement, and may your words continue to enchant and inspire readers around the world.
Best regards,
Raj Kishor Pattnaik.
Collaboration 172 Presented by Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai of India and
Kristy Raines of The United States of America
BONDING BEYOND BIRTHS !
Do tell me something of the moon
That glitters in the sky shading light
Oh Moon! Me the lover of your enigma
Today you look like a princess of oasis
Whose portrait gives spectacular spell
How throbbing would be in her touch
I feel like having her by me all my way
Bonding beyond births and deaths
If I earn some virtues in her company
Life ‘ll be filled with tremendous glory
You’re my end and the last destination
I can live and die for none but you.
©©Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai @India.
Date.Sunday,12 Nov 2023.
She whispers to her Sun…
THE NEXT AND THEREAFTER!
The Moon watches you from afar
and the stars around me sparkle for you
Oh Sun! I, the mystery you search for
that could not be found in anyone else
waits for you like a lost Princess in the desert
Can you feel my deep touch of passion?
It is a reminder that with every rebirth
I will return to you, over and over again
Know that no love will ever be as true
No words spoken will ever be as sweet
And, no life you search for will ever be as complete
For we were destined to live our lives together
in this life and into the next and thereafter
And only you hold the key to the door that
leads to my heart of eternal love for you.
Live and die with me… <3
©©KristyRaines@USA
November 12, 2023
BONDING BEYOND BIRTHS !
Do tell me something of the moon
That glitters in the sky shading light
Oh Moon! Me the lover of your enigma
Today you look like a princess of oasis
Whose portrait gives spectacular spell
How throbbing would be in her touch
I feel like having her by me all my way
Bonding beyond births and deaths
If I earn some virtues in her company
Life ‘ll be filled with tremendous glory
You’re my end and the last destination
I can live and die for none but you.
©©Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai @India.
Date.Sunday,12 Nov 2023.
Biography of the Author.
DrPrasana Kumar Dalai
(DOB 07/06/1973) is a passionate Indian Author-cum-poet while a tremendous lecturer of English by profession in the Ganjam district of Odisha.He is an accomplished source of inspiration for young generation of India .His free verse on Romantic and melancholic poems appreciated by everyone. He belongs to a small typical village Nandiagada of Ganjam District,the state of Odisha.After schooling he studied intermediate and Graduated In Kabisurjya Baladev vigyan Mahavidyalaya then M A in English from Berhampur University PhD in language and literature and D.litt from Colombian poetic house from South America.He promotes his specific writings around the world literature and trades with multiple stems that are related to current issues based on his observation and experiences that needs urgent attention.He is an award winning writer who has achieved various laurels from the circle of writing worldwide.His free verse poems not only inspires young readers but also the ready of current time.His poetic symbol is right now inspiring others, some of which are appreciated by laurels of India and across the world. Many of his poems been translated in different Indian languages and got global appreciation. Lots of well wishes for his upcoming writtings and success in future.He is an award winning poet author of many best seller books.Recently he is awarded Rabindra nath Tagore and Gujarat Sahitya Academy for the year 2022 from Motivational Strips . A gold medal from world union of poets France & winner Of Rahim Karims world literary prize 2023.The government of Odisha Higher Education Department appointed him
as a president to Governing body of Padmashree Dr Ghanashyam Mishra Sanskrit Degree College, Kabisurjyanagar.Winner of ” HYPERPOEM ” GUNIESS WORLD RECORD 2023.
MY POEM REVIEWED BY RAJ KISHORE PATNAIK. HONOURABLE REVIEWER OF ODISHA.HUMBLED AND HONOURED.
NOTHING BUT IMPALPABLE DREAMS !
Sometimes moonlight brings peace
And music of flute illusion in the world
Your fiery eyes reflect like a mirror
With all those scattered dreams
Now you bring only sorrow for me
Your closeness brings tear on my eyes
Now me just unknown soul to you
Spring brings me letters from clouds
Time heals the old painful memories
You’re nothing but impalpable dreams.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Wednesday,08 Nov 2023
Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai.: Congratulations to Dr. Prasana Kumar for crafting a mesmerizing poem titled “Nothing but Impalpable Dreams.” This poem delves into the ethereal realm of dreams and emotions, painting a vivid canvas of feelings and experiences that resonate with readers.
Dr. Prasana Kumar’s poem is a captivating exploration of the intangible nature of dreams and the emotional turmoil they can evoke. The poem opens with the lines, “Sometimes moonlight brings peace,” setting a serene and contemplative tone. The moonlight, often associated with tranquility and reflection, becomes the backdrop for the speaker’s journey through dreams and emotions.
The imagery of the “music of flute illusion in the world” adds a mystical element to the poem, suggesting that dreams have the power to transport us to a world of enchantment and unreality. This juxtaposition of reality and illusion is a recurring theme throughout the poem.
The poem’s use of metaphors is particularly striking. The line, “Your fiery eyes reflect like a mirror,” not only evokes a vivid image but also hints at the power of dreams to reflect one’s innermost desires and fears. The notion that dreams are like a mirror invites readers to consider how they might project their own aspirations and anxieties onto the canvas of their dreams.
The speaker’s emotional journey is beautifully portrayed through the lines, “With all those scattered dreams / Now you bring only sorrow for me.” Dreams, which initially seem like a source of solace and inspiration, transform into a source of pain and melancholy. This transformation reflects the fickle and unpredictable nature of dreams, which can be both uplifting and disheartening.
The poem’s emotional depth deepens with the lines, “Your closeness brings tear on my eyes / Now me just unknown soul to you.” These lines convey a sense of estrangement and loss, where the speaker once felt a deep connection with their dreams, but now feels detached and alienated. This transformation of the speaker’s relationship with their dreams is a poignant commentary on the transient nature of emotions and aspirations.
The mention of spring bringing “letters from clouds” introduces a sense of renewal and hope. Spring is often associated with rebirth and rejuvenation, and the idea of receiving “letters from clouds” implies a sense of communication with the heavens. This can be interpreted as a moment of clarity or enlightenment in the speaker’s journey.
The concept of time healing “the old painful memories” adds a layer of introspection to the poem. It suggests that, as time passes, the speaker is able to find solace and resolution in their dreams, even if those dreams have caused pain in the past. This speaks to the idea that dreams, while elusive and ever-changing, can ultimately be a source of healing and personal growth.
The poem culminates with the powerful declaration, “You’re nothing but impalpable dreams.” This line encapsulates the central theme of the poem – the ephemeral and elusive nature of dreams. It underscores the idea that dreams are intangible, ever-shifting, and often elusive, much like the intangible nature of emotions and aspirations.
In conclusion, Dr. Prasana Kumar’s “Nothing but Impalpable Dreams” is a profound and thought-provoking poem that explores the intricate relationship between dreams, emotions, and the human experience. The poem’s imagery, metaphors, and emotional depth invite readers to reflect on their own experiences with dreams and the ever-changing nature of their significance in our lives. The poem’s journey from serenity to sorrow, detachment to renewal, and pain to healing mirrors the complex and multifaceted nature of our own experiences with dreams. Dr. Prasana Kumar’s skillful use of language and imagery makes this poem a compelling and resonant piece of literature. Congratulations to the poet for creating a work that captures the essence of our inner worlds and invites us to explore the impalpable dreams that shape our lives.
RAJ KISHOR PATTNAIK
MY POEM REVIEWED BY PROF Dr Nirakar Dash Of Asam University Department of English. Really grateful and Honoured.
NOTHING BUT IMPALPABLE DREAMS !
Sometimes moonlight brings peace
And music of flute illusion in the world
Your fiery eyes reflect like a mirror
With all those scattered dreams
Now you bring only sorrow for me
Your closeness brings tear on my eyes
Now me just unknown soul to you
Spring brings me letters from clouds
Time heals the old painful memories
You’re nothing but impalpable dreams.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Monday,06 Nov 2023.
Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai.: The Poem “Nothing But Impalpable”by Dr Prasanna Kumar Dalai, who has made a worldwide niche in the area of poetry, speaks of his sweetheart to be a dream that is quite impossible to reach.She is like a shadow.Running after her does never fructify.A figment of imagination that she is, the use of the word “Impalpable” seems a bit out of place.But the selfsame word is the key that lays bare the poet’s intense desire to have a physical contact with her.Given the immaterial touch of moonlight bringing peace to his mind and songs of ordinary (not Krishna ‘s) flutes producing thrills of love, physical give and take will definitely make the poet mad in joy.The cruel eyes of the callous lady -love reflect the the delicacy of his dream which he can never ever enjoy.
Her closeness is a nightmare giving rise to sorrowful tears.But the poet is sanguine about his youthful appearance (spring) which will no doubt bring invitations in the worst of weathers suggested by “clouds” in rainy season.Over time all’s well that ends well.Very enticing poem Sir ! My regards.
Collaboration #171 By Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai of India and Kristy Raines of The United States of America
NOTHING BUT IMPALPABLE DREAMS !
Sometimes moonlight brings peace
And music of flute illusion in the world
Your fiery eyes reflect like a mirror
With all those scattered dreams
Now you bring only sorrow for me
Your closeness brings tear on my eyes
Now me just unknown soul to you
Spring brings me letters from clouds
Time heals the old painful memories
You’re nothing but impalpable dreams.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
Date.Monday,06 Nov 2023.
Pain used to fill her.. but now she speaks…
YOUR LOST DREAMS!
May you spend more time in the moonlight
to heal all of your deeply felt wounds
And may the healing of the flute touch your heart
My fiery eyes are the reflection of love
and not unrealistice dreams
If I bring only tears to your eyes
it was not my doing, but your lost dreams
My love never faultered; Your own thoughts did
The final blow was you walking away
with my heart left battered and cold
Clouds may bring letters, and time heals all
But some things left unattended just die
My dreams contain nothing but good memories
You though, see me as nothing but an impalpable dream.
So now, Farewell is the only thing left to say…
©®KristyRaines@USA
November 06, 2023
NOTHING BUT IMPALPABLE DREAMS !
Sometimes moonlight brings peace
And music of flute illusion in the world
Your fiery eyes reflect like a mirror
With all those scattered dreams
Now you bring only sorrow for me
Your closeness brings tear on my eyes
Now me just unknown soul to you
Spring brings me letters from clouds
Time heals the old painful memories
You’re nothing but impalpable dreams.
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India.
VOICE OF SILENCE !
Silence has a voice ; listen to it
Do go down the memory lane
My time still stands erect there
Silent are my awkward moments
My silent words I face everyday
So much pain and agony dominate
The sea water keeps dead silent
Million hidden silences beneath
There is a silent rise in every fall
Llisten to utter silence sometimes.
©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @ India.
Date.Friday 03 Nov 2023.
MY POEM REVIEWED BY RAJ KISHORE PATNAIK.
Voice of silence
In the realm of English literature, where words dance and emotions take shape, there exists a poet whose latest creation, “Voice of Silence,” resonates with such profound elegance and depth that it warrants celebration and admiration. Dr. Prasana Kumar, a name that has become synonymous with poetic prowess, has once again woven a tapestry of words that invites readers to embark on an introspective journey through the corridors of silence. As we explore this exquisite poem, it is only fitting to extend our heartfelt congratulations to the poet for his remarkable talent and the masterpiece he has gifted to the world.
The poem opens with a captivating assertion that “Silence has a voice; listen to it.” In these six simple words, Dr. Prasana Kumar introduces us to the central theme of his creation. Silence, often seen as the absence of sound, is here reimagined as a potent entity with a voice of its own. The invitation to “listen to it” is a call to dive into the profound ocean of silence, to explore the depths where life’s most poignant and significant moments are hidden.
The journey through this poem takes us down the “memory lane,” a path we all have trodden, a road marked by the footprints of our past experiences and encounters. The poet’s declaration that “My time still stands erect there” encapsulates the immutable nature of the past, where moments linger, unaltered, awaiting our return. This sense of nostalgia is a universal sentiment, and Dr. Prasana Kumar deftly captures its essence.
“Silent are my awkward moments,” he writes, and in this admission, he beckons the reader to confront the awkwardness that lies dormant in the recesses of memory. The acknowledgment of these moments of silence is a reminder that our past is a treasure chest of experiences, not all of which are harmonious or comfortable. The poet’s willingness to lay bare his own “silent words” that he faces “everyday” adds a layer of vulnerability to the poem, creating a connection with the reader that is both poignant and relatable.
As we delve deeper into “Voice of Silence,” a current of emotion flows through the verses, washing over us with “so much pain and agony.” The use of “pain” and “agony” in close proximity underscores the profound emotional landscape the poet navigates. These are not just words; they are a vivid representation of the struggles and trials faced in the journey of life. The metaphor of “the sea water keeps dead silent” adds a natural element to the poem, reinforcing the idea that silence is not a void but a force of nature, a deep and profound presence. The juxtaposition of “million hidden silences beneath” further emphasizes the vastness of human experiences that remain unspoken and concealed. The “silent rise in every fall” is a testament to the resilience of the human spirit, where even in the darkest moments, there is an ascent, an upward surge that defies despair.
The closing line, “Listen to utter silence sometimes,” serves as an evocative and thought-provoking finale. It is an invitation, a gentle urging for readers to pause, reflect, and embrace silence in its entirety. It is a call to listen not just to the absence of noise but to the stories, emotions, and truths that lie within the silence. In this line, Dr. Prasana Kumar encapsulates the essence of his poem, leaving us with a lingering invitation to explore the profound world of silence.
“Voice of Silence” is not merely a poem; it is a testament to the poet’s mastery over language and the depth of his emotional expression. It’s a work that resonates with readers on a personal level, as it explores the universal themes of memory, nostalgia, pain, and resilience. Dr. Prasana Kumar’s ability to evok’s emotions through words is truly commendable, and this poem is a testament to his enduring contribution to the world of literature.
The poetic landscape is enriched by the presence of creators like Dr. Prasana Kumar, who continue to craft verses that inspire, provoke thought, and touch the hearts of readers. As we congratulate the poet on the creation of “Voice of Silence,” we also express our gratitude for sharing this masterpiece with the world.
In over a few words, it’s impossible to fully capture the depth and beauty of Dr. Prasana Kumar’s poem, but it is our hope that this review has provided a glimpse into the profound experience it offers. May Dr. Prasana Kumar’s words continue to resonate with readers, and may his poetic journey be marked by many more such inspiring creations.
Congratulations, Dr. Prasana Kumar, for your poetic brilliance and the indelible mark you leave on the world of literature. Your “Voice of Silence” is a symphony of words that will continue to echo in the hearts and minds of those who have had the privilege of listening.
RAJ KISHOR PATTNAIK
Date.Friday 03 Nov 2023.
Epistolary poem #170 presented by Dr. Prasana Kumar of India
and Kristy Raines of The United States of America.
LOST MY HEART!
I have started believing
But in the twinkling of an eye
The moon has fallen in my lap
And everything is moving around me
I can see in my dreams
That you will come and tell me
You will slowly hear from me
We don’t have to tell anybody
We will lose ourselves in love
I have got a moment
Hide these moments for everybody
This has happened
I have lost my heart .
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India
Date.Tuesday,31 Oct 2023.
She speaks after their long silence…
FOUND MY HEART!
Many things had changed in our lives
But we are finding ourselves again
Things are suddenly falling into place
And like the moon falling into your lap
I walk towards you once again smiling
as you dream of our sweet memories
Though far away, I feel you calling me
Your whispers heard loudly in my heart;
for my ears only to hear.. quietly… gently
Hold me close once again like you used to
and forget what has happened in the past
I have been waiting for you patiently
for this moment that was only meant for us
©®KristyRaines@USA
October 31, 2023
Poet Hemanta Gantayats poem translated into English by Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai
OH ! DEATH!
VOICE OF SILENCE !
Silence has a voice ; listen to it
Do go down the memory lane
My time still stands erect there
Silent are my awkward moments
My silent words I face everyday
So much pain and agony dominate
The sea water keeps dead silent
Million hidden silences beneath
There is a silent rise in every fall
Listen to utter silence sometimes.
©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @ India.
Date.Sunday, 29 Oct 2023.
MY POEM REVIEWED BY PROF Dr Nirakar Dash
Sir of Asam University , Department of English.Humbled and Honoured.
Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai.: The very title of the poem is a paradox.It, beginning with paradox,moves with the same, and ends with the spiritual suggestion of the last line, Listen to utter silence sometimes “The poet upholds that silence is louder than loud voice itself, but the regrettable part is that we seldom listen to it, that is,we are divested of introspection.Going down the memory lane, one discovers how often he/she has not listened to the silence of conscience.Human silence (conscience) is drowned by passion and fury of youth.Flux of time seem to stand still in moments of deep spiritual revealtion.When the poet says,My time still stand erect there “, maybe he points at a kind of epiphanic revelation when the mind is free of thoughts.So when thought stops, time stops.It is quite noticeable that our awkward thoughts become silent in the long run.”By saying,”my silent words I face every day” perhaps the poet indicates that he feels the pricks of conscience for abberatios committed in the past.Of course, listening to silence gives him peace occasionally, still he can’t,”Let the dead past bury it’s head”Despite much pain and suffering seemingly concerning his love -life , still there is immense calm founded on faith and certitude at the bottom of the sea.Only the surface is distributed.So things are not taken for granted.True that the poet lover is tossed by ups and downs, his faith is no doubt unflinching.Prone to upbeats and downbeats that we are, the poet is no doubt unflinching.Apparently hazy, the poem gives a clear message to listen to silence.Very beguiling poem that makes readers perspire to figure out.Congrts Sir.Good morning.All typo regretted.
Collaboration #169 between Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai of India and Kristy Ann Raines of The United States of America
ONE OF THE LONGEST COLLABORATION OF
CONTEMPORARY TIME!
VOICE OF SILENCE !
Silence has a voice ; listen to it
Do go down the memory lane
My time still stands erect there
Silent are my awkward moments
My silent words I face everyday
So much pain and agony dominate
The sea water keeps dead silent
Million hidden silences beneath
There is a silent rise in every fall
Llisten to utter silence sometimes.
©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @ India.
Date.Sunday,29 Oct 2023.
She speaks to break the silence…
SAD SOUND OF SILENCE!
Our lives now scream silence together
I never thought it would ever come to this
I think of the memories we shared
and every dream we set out to accomplish
How quickly they crumbled in one day
Have you not seen that your sad silence
has also made my silence get even louder?
Our moments in public are awkward now
They now hold a bitter and foreign song
that we have never shared before
My family you were; now a line drawn
which says I’m now seen as an outsider
No longer do I hear your voice across the sea
I only hear the sound of silence loud and clear
I fear it is all I will ever hear from you again.
©®KristyRaines@USA
October 29, 2023
VOICE OF SILENCE !
Silence has a voice ; listen to it
Do go down the memory lane
My time still stands erect there
Silent are my awkward moments
My silent words I face everyday
So much pain and agony dominate
The sea water keeps dead silent
Million hidden silences beneath
There is a silent rise in every fall
Listen to utter silence sometimes.
©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @ India.
Date.Sunday, 29 Oct 2023.
Thank you so much Cijo Joseph Chennelil sir reviewing my poem, Humbled and Honoured.
(2616)My creatively positive rumination on a wonderful poem titled “SECRET OF TORMENT !” delineated by DrPrasana Kumar Ji from India.
SECRET OF TORMENT !
I’m sans your hopes and compassion
Cause we are strangers
You never gaze at me with sincerity
My heart no longer shakes when I speak
Your glances reveal not the secret of torment
My memories are now my companions
Your shadows and my painful nights speak aloud
If love turns a disease, it’s best to forget it
If relationship becomes burdensome
It is best to end it then and there
Our tale can’t culminate in a moment
Let’s conclude it beautifully .
©®Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai@India
Date.Tuesday,24 Oct 2023.
Dr.Prasana Kumar Ji,
Your poem titled “Secret of Torment” is a poem that depicts life’s complexities in a subtle fashion.The rupture is reiterated in no uncertain terms.The tag of not knowing to each other is apparent.The pseudo expressions are the hallmarks of the behaviour coming from the other side.The emotion is settled and the heart keeps its peace holistically.There is no shadow hidden in those gazes.Those good old days are numbered.The lingering memories still haunt the individual in question here in the poem.The possessive love should be put at rest.The connections of lethal and venomous nature should be done away with.The parting in good terms is envisaged here rather than acrimonious exit from one another.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of outstanding nature.
Cijo Joseph Chennelil.
Kuravilangad,October 2023©®
I AM NO ONE AMONG MY OWN !
Come to my city where none knows you
No point of living where we are aliens
Return my precious moments treasured
Come to my eyes & make me cry a little
All our dreams have become ruins only
The one you have lost was never yours
It was more a loss than a victory ever
How much would you make me cry
Today or tomorrow , come to my city
Where I am no one among my own .
©®Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai @ India.
Date.Tuesday,24.Oct 2023.
MY POEM REVIEWED BY RAJ KISHORE PATNAIK.
Dr Prasana Kumar Dalai
Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai’s poem, titled “I AM NO ONE AMONG MY OWN,” is a deeply evocative and emotional reflection on the theme of belonging and estrangement. In just a few lines, Dalai manages to convey a profound sense of alienation and loss that strikes a chord with the reader.
The poem opens with a powerful invitation, “Come to my city where none knows you.” This immediately sets the tone for a narrative of feeling like a stranger in one’s own surroundings. The notion of anonymity in a familiar place is a universal experience that many can relate to. The city, which should be a haven of familiarity, becomes a place of isolation and estrangement.
The lines, “No point of living where we are aliens,” succinctly capture the essence of the poem. They emphasize the feeling of pointlessness in living in a place where one is considered an outsider, where every moment is marked by a lack of connection and understanding. This sense of being an “alien” in one’s own environment is a powerful and relatable theme.
Dalai’s poem delves deeper into the pain of lost moments and broken dreams. He implores, “Return my precious moments treasured,” indicating a longing for a return to a time when things were different. The request, “Come to my eyes & make me cry a little,” highlights the emotional turmoil within the speaker, suggesting that crying may be a way to release the pent-up emotions of feeling like an outsider.
“All our dreams have become ruins only” is a powerful metaphor for the shattered hopes and aspirations of the speaker. It reflects the idea that the city, once filled with promise, has become a place where dreams are unfulfilled and broken. The poem resonates with the universal feeling of disillusionment when expectations are not met.
The lines, “The one you have lost was never yours; It was more a loss than a victory ever,” invite reflection on the nature of loss and attachment. They suggest that what was lost may have never truly belonged to the speaker, and in losing it, the speaker may have gained a deeper understanding or wisdom.
The poignant question, “How much would you make me cry,” speaks to the ongoing pain and uncertainty of the speaker’s situation. It implies that the speaker is willing to endure more suffering in the hope of finding resolution or closure.
The poem concludes with a haunting invitation, “Today or tomorrow, come to my city, Where I am no one among my own.” This final plea reinforces the core theme of the poem—the profound sense of alienation within the speaker’s own city. It is a powerful statement of longing and displacement, resonating with anyone who has experienced the feeling of not belonging.
In conclusion, Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai’s poem is a masterful exploration of the theme of alienation and loss. In just a few lines, he manages to convey a depth of emotion and a sense of universal experience that is both relatable and deeply moving. The poem’s evocative language and imagery create a vivid and haunting narrative that leaves a lasting impression on the reader. Dalai’s contribution to English literature is commendable, and this poem is a testament to his skill in capturing complex human emotions in concise and powerful verses. Congratulations to Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai for his remarkable work in the realm of poetry
RAJ KISHOR PATTNAIK .
CHERUBIC YOU’RE !
Even though you weren’t with me
I was by your side every moment
All that I have I surrender to you
Trust me every iota of mine is yours
I have seen the world, all illusionary
My destination is at your doorstep
Love is worship and you’re my deity
You’ re the talisman of my prosperity
Will you ever take a look at yourself
Just to realise how cherubic you’re
All but you have scars and blemishes
Coloured I’m now forever in your love.
©©Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai @ India.
Date.Monady , 23, Oct 2023.
Picture courtesy Google.
Revised by Raj Kishore Raj Kishor Pattnaik
Dr. Prasana Kumar’s recent poem, “CHERUBIC YOU’RE,” is a beautiful testament to the power of love and devotion. In this exquisite composition, the poet weaves a tapestry of emotions and thoughts that explore the depth of affection and reverence for a cherished loved one.
The poem begins with a poignant acknowledgment of the physical absence of the beloved, yet the spiritual presence that accompanies every moment. The poet’s declaration that “Even though you weren’t with me, I was by your side every moment” is a heartfelt expression of the enduring connection that transcends physical boundaries. This sentiment sets the tone for the entire poem, emphasizing the idea that true love knows no constraints.
The theme of surrender and devotion is prominently featured throughout the poem. The poet proclaims, “All that I have I surrender to you,” signifying a willingness to give everything for the beloved. This selfless offering of all possessions and desires is a symbol of absolute commitment and underscores the idea that love is an all-encompassing force that leaves no room for selfishness.
The concept of trust is also deeply embedded in the poem, as the poet reassures the beloved, saying, “Trust me, every iota of mine is yours.” This commitment to transparency and reliance on the strength of the emotional bond is a testament to the integrity of the relationship depicted in the poem. It demonstrates the unshakable faith and loyalty that exists between the poet and the subject of their affection.
The poet’s reflection on the illusionary nature of the world serves to highlight the singularity of the beloved. In a world filled with superficiality and deception, the beloved is the poet’s sole source of authenticity and truth. This contrast emphasizes the uniqueness and purity of the relationship, portraying it as a sanctuary of genuine emotions in a world of pretense.
The idea that love is a form of worship, with the beloved as the poet’s deity, adds a spiritual dimension to the poem. This metaphor implies that the poet’s love is a sacred devotion, and the beloved is the object of veneration. It elevates the loved one to a position of reverence and sanctity, highlighting the profound significance of their presence in the poet’s life.
The reference to the beloved as the “talisman of my prosperity” underscores the transformative power of love. The beloved is not just a source of emotional well-being but also a catalyst for personal growth and success. This notion reinforces the idea that love has the ability to elevate individuals and bring about positive change in their lives.
The poem takes an introspective turn as the poet implores the beloved to self-reflect. The lines “Will you ever take a look at yourself / Just to realize how cherubic you’re” encourage the beloved to recognize their own beauty and purity. This is a poignant reminder that we often fail to see the extraordinary qualities within ourselves, and sometimes it takes the perspective of a loving partner to reveal our inner radiance.
The poem concludes with a powerful declaration of the poet’s unwavering commitment: “Colored I’m now forever in your love.” This line encapsulates the transformative effect of love, as the poet’s world is now “colored” by the hues of love, and they have embraced it for eternity. It signifies that love has become an integral part of the poet’s identity and existence.
In summary, “CHERUBIC YOU’RE” by Dr. Prasana Kumar is a mesmerizing exploration of love and devotion. The poem delves into the depths of affection, surrender, and trust, painting a vivid portrait of a love that transcends worldly illusions. It conveys a sense of spiritual connection, highlighting the beloved as a deity and a talisman of prosperity. The poem also emphasizes the importance of self-reflection and the transformative power of love. Dr. Prasana Kumar’s words resonate with emotional authenticity, and the poem is a heartfelt tribute to the profound nature of love.
Congratulations to Dr. Prasana Kumar for crafting such a moving and evocative poem. The depth of emotion, the spiritual undertones, and the poetic craftsmanship on display in “CHERUBIC YOU’RE” are truly commendable. This poem is a testament to your skill as a poet and your ability to capture the complexities of human emotions in a way that resonates deeply with readers.
Your use of language and metaphor in the poem is both striking and evocative. The imagery you employ, such as referring to the beloved as a “talisman of prosperity” and the idea that love is a form of worship, showcases your creativity and skill in conveying abstract concepts through vivid and relatable imagery.
The poem’s structure is also noteworthy. It flows smoothly from one thought to the next, creating a sense of unity and cohesion in its exploration of love and devotion. The use of repetition, as seen in the lines “All that I have I surrender to you” and “You’re the talisman of my prosperity,” adds a rhythmic quality to the poem that enhances its impact.
Your ability to explore complex emotions and convey them in a way that is accessible and relatable to readers is a testament to your talent as a poet. The poem invites readers to reflect on their own experiences of love and devotion, making it a work that can deeply resonate with a wide audience.
In conclusion, “CHERUBIC YOU’RE” is a poetic masterpiece that beautifully captures the essence of love and devotion. Your words are a source of inspiration and contemplation, and your poem is a valuable contribution to the world of English literature. Congratulations once again on your outstanding work, and I look forward to reading more of your poetry in the future.
Raj kishor Pattnaik
Collaboration #168 By Dr. Prasana Kumar Dalai INDIA and Kristy Raines UNITED STATES OF AMERICA. ONE OF THE LONGEST COLLABORATION OF CONTEMPORARY TIME!
CHERUBIC YOU’RE !
Even though you weren’t with me
I was by your side every moment
All that I have I surrender to you
Trust me every iota of mine is yours
I have seen the world, all illusionary
My destination is at your doorstep
Love is worship and you’re my deity
You’ re the talisman of my prosperity
Will you ever take a look at yourself
Just to realize how cherubic you’re
All but you have scars and blemishes
Coloured I’m now forever in your love.
©©Dr.Prasana Kumar Dalai @ India.
Date.Sunday,23Oct 2023.
She answered him perfectly…
PERFECTLY IMPERFECT !
You say you were with me every moment
though I could not feel your presence
Maybe it was necessary to see the world
with all of it’s illusions to appreciate
the one who always stood right beside you
Now you stand at my doorstep and knock
Do I dare open the door between us again?
You say that all of you belongs to me
and me, the lucky charm of your prosperity
You see me now as your deity to worship
I see myself as damaged and scarred
You see me as an Angel, perfectly formed
and the one who covers you with her colors
I see myself as perfectly imperfect
who’ll always covers you with perfect love.
©©KristyRaines@USA
October 23,2023.
ନୀଳ ଆକାଶେ ଭାସି ବୁଲେ
ଧଳା ମେଘର ଭେଳା
ଶ୍ଵେତ ରଙ୍ଗର ପଦ୍ମ ଦେଖି
ମନେ ଖୁସି ର ମେଳା ।
ନଦୀ ଧାରେ କାଶତଣ୍ଡି
ଦେଇ ଯାଏ ବାର୍ତ୍ତା
ଦୁର୍ଗା ମାଆ ଙ୍କ ଆଗମନେ
କହେ କେତେ କଥା ।
ଭାସି ଆସେ ପବନ ରେ
ଶେଫାଳୀ ର ଗନ୍ଧ
ଢୋଲ ତାଳେ ନାଚେ ମନ
ସତେ କି ଆନନ୍ଦ ।
ମାଆ ଙ୍କର ଆଗମନ
ଆସୁ ଖୁସି ନେଇ
ଏଇ ପ୍ରାର୍ଥନା ତାଙ୍କ ପାଶେ
କରେ ମନ ଦେଇ ।
ହୃଦୟ ର ଆସନରେ
ବସି କର ଋଣି
ସର୍ବ ବିଘ୍ନ ହର ତୁମେ
ଏତିକି ମାଗୁଣି ।
ପୁଷ୍ପଲତା ଦିଗାର
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