Manjula Asthana Mahanti is a bilingual poet, published author, translator and editor too. She has more than six books to her credit. She has published worldwide. She is the recipient of many awards like, Rabindranath Tagore, Best Novelist, Woman of Excellence (World Survey) and Star Ambassador of World Poetry & Art. She has received prestigious Samman by Gujrat Sahitya Academy, Sahitya Shree, Shabd Sadhak, Kavi S. N. Pant Smriti Samman, Ujesh Samman etc. She is the District President of NCDWC.
I am...
I'm beauty, I'm charm
Few consider replica of goddess,
I'm life, show life to world
I carry colours with me
To brighten the world
To remove darkness from hearts,
From the path, from the life
My smile, laughter throw
Colours of jollity, inspiration
I'm hope, walk fearlessly
Invite cowards to be fearless
I'm unstoppable, determined
I move forward with confident steps
I have touched the limit of Sky
Moreover traveled till the moon
Yes, I have faced innumerable obstacles
I had tolerated brutality too
But my determination, not hurt
I'm raising high with unshattered faith
Since ages, world noticed my beautiful physique
Pretty looks, soft heart, household skills
I gleefully announce, I'm much more capable,
Walk towards victory, invite to follow...
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Light the lamp...
Light the lamp to awake
For the triumph over the fake
Light the lamp for the World
Scrounging in the trap of ignorance
Let sensibility prevail like fragrance
Fragrance of wisdom, enlightenment
Light the lamp,
World competes for progress
Leave no stone unturned, efforts rigorous
Light the lamp
Latent enemy of World, metarialism
Acute need of the sparks of spiritualism
Spread the light of peace, contentment
Realize the cause and effect of the disagreement
Be a powerful light like Sun
Come out of every storm unshaken
Light the lamp, to destroy darkness
Of mind, environment, consciousness
Let the world smile, no confront
As a shadow of your delight
Light the lamp, keep brighten
Let the darkness be beaten
Light the lamp...
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Manjula Asthana Mahanti
Bhubaneshwar, Odisha
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Turning Point
The world is a winsome bunch of rare flowers
Culture, values, religious believes, life styles varies.
Engrossed to rise, indulged in efforts
But expect the unexpected always
Aroused a noxious, virulent virus spark
World traumatic, introspective, eccentric
There is much more destruction
Till touches our imagination
Writers try to console through their creations
But a sick dying man cries only for respirations
Cruelest cyclone even rests
Darkest night too, gets twilights
Brightness covers every nook & corner ones
Dreadful darkness loses its subsistence
Terror of corona, though devastating, periodical
Whole world is on its toes for its removal
World, shaken by the atrocities of this virus
Socially, economically, mentally lots of disturbances
Millions lost lives, existence
Millions lamenting for their dear ones
World, take long to recoup its aspirations
Will not be easy to regain confidence, smiles
Ample advancement, occur in the technology
Will be prime position of workology
Work from home, culture will flourish
To rise, make up losses, acute rush
So many guesses, wild fancies
Only time will reveal actual status
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