An enigmatic love poem, by Rajashree, exclusively for Different Truths.
Your memory is still there. Clings to a moulding wall At every gust, they push me back, Leaves murmur on dead grass. Now, the earth is parched under the burning sun, Wet sea knows the land's thirsty soul. Once again, my ocean of thoughts roar ‘You are my breath,’ I said, Do you remember! Where are you, my eyes look for… I just wish you feel my love Missing you again, today The sky is overcast with clouds It seems today, it will rain, Again, tears will make my feet wet. It is you, who gives me a thrill with each heartbeat, In life Everything pulsates into a rhythm ...
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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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Nice poem. wet sea knows lands thirsty soul. lovely line.
A great poem richly designed with choicest words and superb images.