ANIL KUMAR PANDA

ANIL KUMAR PANDA

The Lonely Poet

And the night will come

Like a dream to reside

In his mind till the morn

The man keeps aside

All the worries of the day

And a new poet is born

With pen and paper and

Loads of thought in mind

He sits in a creaking chair

By the window and watching

The majestic moon he jots

Down words of love in flair

With smokes rising from

His lips he goes on weaving

Words into wobbly sentences

Amidst struggles to survive

He feels the love of God as

His poems draw smiling faces

Winter Will Stay

And now this winter will stay

For at least one month more

The branches will be laden with

Snow and cool wind will roar

There will be dew in the morn

We will see high walls of mist

It will be time for festivals and

People will enjoy dance and feast

And now the winter will stay

And birds will remain inside

Their nests watching flakes of

White snow falling far and wide

Sitting in their homes in front of

Fire people will beat the cold

Bone cracking wind will bring

A tough time for young and old

I AM A LONELY BOAT

I am in a mood to pen down

A few words about you and me

Now you have left forever

Whatever I would say I am free

And I am like a lonely boat

In the serene heart of a river

 Amidst its tides I rise and fall

I struggle to move head and shiver

And I move with the wind

With immense love and care

I watch the moon and stars

I enjoy my journey in their glare

And I have a very pure soul

My heart is large and bare

I have many songs to sing

That with all I am ready to share

And I am like a lonely boat

I have cherished a wish long

Someday I will reach the shore

Even in the storm I have to be strong     

ANIL KUMAR PANDA