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Between Two Wings…

An evocative love poem, by Rajashree, exclusively for Different Truths.

Through flames
Through loneliness
Life moves,
From spring to summer
When light falls on my face
Its shadow falls over you.
 
Between two wings
Dreams touch the farthest star
Between two polarities
Life spins and learns to keep balance
 
A celestial light illumines a path
It runs to the stars
Just a short walk to reach there
 
Can’t hide, you can’t run away
Between our songs
The curtains may blow away,
Why this emptiness when
I am not far away!
 
Now come! get our fingers,
intertwined... a bit squeezed
Let’s walk around the fallen leaves
amidst the ripening flowers of fall
 
Now its almost time to
say goodbye to winter starlight
as we move forward to spring delights
 
Our journey round the sun
Dances in rhythmic measures
Life’s treasure is not so cheap,
We live to pay for it ...

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Rajashree Mohapatra
Rajashree Mohapatra, born in Odisha, has received her master’s degree in 'History', and 'Journalism and Mass Communications' from Utkal University. She is a teacher by profession. Being a postgraduate in 'Environmental Education and Industrial Waste Management' from Sambalpur University, she has devoted herself as a social activist to the cause of social justice, environmental issues, and human rights in remote areas through non-governmental organisations. Poetry, painting, and journalism are her passions.
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