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Sailesh D Rai

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Sailesh D Rai

मनपरेको फुल ओइलाए पनि रसिलो

Sailesh D Rai

#5LinePoetry Much Have I Seen The Sprouting Buds,
Amidst The Impoverished Land:The Soil That Floods.
Being Stripped Off By The Prowess Of Insanity,
Whose Infancy Got Snatched By The Clutches Of Bounty
Oh Heart! some love! some humanity!!..

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Sailesh D Rai

In the land of fleeting dew,
Unpredictable and unknown,
Of all the bliss,grief or death,
Don't make your love one of it.

Wait not for the tears to assert grief,
Nor bliss dance long along the cheek,
And dally not the death for its judgement day.

But!!

Express your love loud and clear,
In your own fathomable terms,
Such that it acquires the deepest of me,
And let your tongue lingers of love,
And eye an absolute treasure of truth.

But!!

Don't make your love a pendulum,
For this soul has dangled a lot,
In the flimsy knot of bliss and shower.
And love me for who I am ,
And spare the one I'm not.

Be true,
Cuz an uttered words don't a love make,
It is such bond which seldom break.

@experience utters #lovebirds

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Lost was I before,
Craving for a path,a hand!
Amidst the gloom everywhere,
A cadaverous sunken soul,
Emerged you alike an epiphany, ushered!
Lead me to the past best,
Oh! better was I,
So sublime the living,
But now a mere figments.

@experience utters

Sailesh D Rai

"Shower"

The howl of an undeterred connonade,
Cascading down an incessant downpour,
Bumping against my rickety roof-top,
All came flooding at my little abode,
Fear,aloof, terror! terror!

Damped slowly by this fatal raindrops,
oddiments of this dwelling driven in frenzy,
Dull my room,once with a little life,
An abrupt brisk,
Catastrophe now, terror! terror!
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Sailesh D Rai

"Good-bye"

Pity! Oh darling!
It's the time to part our ways,
Just for now;a little more,
With a certain jolt but "You and Me"
Oh my love ,oh my heart,
We will never be apart.

I will write of you with such nostalgia,
With each letters drenched in deep amor,
Ornated be the frills of those perfect words,
Oh you and me!
I'll produce the union about the lines,
For it will shine a hundred times.

My heart your lavish abode,
Oh you! The conquistador to my soul,
Beg of you to be seated off my conscience,
With such pain under the cosy rain,
Darling! just for now a little more,
We will meet again and again.
We'll cherish the lines when we meet,
Like the merging stream with a warm greet,
True be the words bereft of lie,
Untill then it's a good-bye.
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Sailesh D Rai

"I write."

Having dwelt at the worldly stage of Cosmos,
Deligence worn-out by the plastered smile's drama,
Irrespective of the backdrops every milieu,
Tattered out by the unending decorum for breath,
In and out this flimsy soul to inevitably decay,
The very jiffy when this creeps a dawn in my head....quit abruptly or afterthought,
And I seek to fetch the authenticity of the spoken words,
Or to grasp truth underneath the truth of lies,
I write!

When the moment freezes, still and sound,
And skull cluttered by the complexities of life,
Bring Inhaled a puff of woes at its abyss ,
Streamed by the questions lotioned by melancholy,
When the tongue sweep silently into slumber,
I carve to blare the monologue of the real me,
So I resonate with the cwtch of words,
I write!

Not merely for the modest vegetation,
Of the stunted foliages;the gleam of horizon in twilight ,
Or for the darling conqueror of heart,
Neither for the mere Imposing stars nor to the pukka petrichore,
I too write for the inner me,
To word for the heart in the full of the joys of autumn,
For the sprouting love of spring,
Or to the withering hope of winter,
And for all the garden inside me,
I write!

I cling on to every word to live for the moment itself,
To reckon the sores of living,
To relish the hefty desire of a shooting star,
To usher a thousand thought,
To pull out the dangling culture from periphery,
To cradle the endangered tribe....with all of the Himalayas and Rhododendron,
I write.
@experience utters #Drops

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I see of the verdant hills,the hillocks,
the pristin pagodas with its culture confined to it,
The language of the lineage asserted at the time of yore,
And a dozen others quasi-obsolete that's dear to me,
gradually trailing off to its bottom,
the blood of the martyrs following the chase,
Instilling in every mind the fetus of wholesale development,
Reverberating the vales with the stifled sores of the nature,
Which once festooned by such collosal attire,
draped by the ancient frills,
Rhododendrons gleamed with rich Magnolias,
Bloomed beneath the Alpine hills,
Oh Namaste to the supreme sage the Kunchanjanga,
You have been traited,looted warmly,
And now all they dream is of the apparent skyscrapers.
and paint your white with the saffron colour. #MorningTea

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Sailesh D Rai

"Bliss"

Whenever I plunge myself into a deep abyss of retrospection,
Or give a liberal access to my soft-cornors,
Of all the myriad charm of my hamlet,
It all come flooding;zapping the forlorn horizon of my past,
Caressing the bitter-heartiness of my reality.

As I look back the oddments down the drain,
So in zeal was my boyhood laden with such fatal innocence,
Just like the tendrils stretching up to its fragile tip,
Inquisitive all the jiffy and limits simply obscure then,
All we cared was the labor of fun,
And exhilaration in clout to our pace.

All of it has been evolved as a figment of the wildest conjectures ,
That gets delirious when the dawn creep,
And leave reminiscences of the unattended memories,
Truely pure like the fallen autumn leaves.
@experience utters.

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