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Sankha Ranjan Patra |
When Heart Feels
When heart feels
Useless to live in own sorrow,
Pleasure only in seclusion.
Where in the still sky the sun shines
In the absence of rainy days,
And enough condolences sunshine.
Where Storms will not collaborate
With desperate winds,
Where birds will not collaborate
With desperate clouds.
When heart feels
Useless to live in the crowd,
Who wants not?
A lonely abode far from the noise,
Where leafless trees talk with rays
After shedding tears.
Where each beating will not
pretend
To be compatible in false cry,
Where each winking will not pretend
To be compatible in fake shy.
When heart feels
Useless to be singing in thinking
A melancholy song,
Better to learn about a place
Maybe a source of solace,
Better to turn around a page
That might be in life
And that kind of peace
Must be a kind of such
Blissful beauty of nature.
When heart feels
Useless to be sinking in thinking
All day long,
Better to run towards a place
Known to few unknown people,
Better to turn to heaven
That might be on earth
And that kind of haven
Must be a kind of such
Blissful beauty of nature.
When heart feels
Useless to share own sorrow
With living entities of the world,
When heart feels
Useless to care other's sorrow,
Better to be an individual
Like the deepest lake
Losing way on the land,
Like the farthest isle
Losing way on the sea.
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