Tree in July: Poetry
Tree in July
Easterine Kire
I love you green tree skyward branching seaward arching
Seaward, skyward when the sky is so blue you can hang a sheep-cloud on it
and it will never fall
My brother tree no umbilical lines between us
No strained strangeness of unknowing,
Just bark and deep trust standing tall like a ship's mast on an unlikely hill,
There, thus love you I my brother tree.
Shapes
Easterine Kire
The moon is egg-shaped tonight
It's been that way from an hour ago
And a cloud
Like a hand with two eyes
Just turned into a giant feather
My neighbour's house
Is a perfect rectangle
He has three stars for a roof.
Another One
SwapnajyotiBordoloi
When hearts melt
And swim together
In the river soul;
I need no more my
Filthy words...
All else is
Fickle minded 'Phagun!'
The winds;
They fan the fire more...
Her thick rounds lips
Becoming the
Mad sensuous clouds again!
Smart love
Swapnajyoti Bordoloi
I simply
Kiss the lips of her
Image in my cellphone
And it is sunrise;
I silently take out
My smartphone
To kiss her eyes
Again in the evening,
And it's sunset
To be precise!
Love Song
Manas Ranjan Mahapatra
Call me
to be or not to be
is in your hands
if you ask me, I will say
I long moments
for your call
Be with me, and let us sail through
the wings of sun.
2
Is a single birth enough
for love?
and only one lip for centuries of thirst
or a single night for unending chain of dreams!
path never ends and I continue to walk.
3
The dreams I saw in this birth
did not come true
no matter, I will have
more and more dreams for the next birth.
Translated from Odia by the poet