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

I have made this earth of 
your words my home,
not keen to ascend to your heaven of bliss,
and have turned the waste
 into a world by furrowing it
with the tip of my pen.
 
Oh, how blessed this last hour must be!
Between half-dream and half-awakening,
there must be some message,
some truth hidden,
playing out an unknown rhythm in silence!
     
Time moves, its march unhaltable,
so is the story of our love,
it would neither wait nor halt,
          
You would be there my Love,
I too would be there
and between us would remain
the man made wall impenetrable and high,
separating us forever, as before!

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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.