Poems by Rajashree Mohapatra

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Bio: Rajashree Mohapatra: Born in Odisha in India has received her masters degree in “History” and ‘Journalism  and  Mass Communication’ from Utkal University,  Odisha .She is a teacher by profession. Being a post graduate in ‘ Environmental Education and Industrial  Waste Management ‘ from Sambalpur University Odisha, she has  devoted herself  as a Social Activist for the cause of social justice, Environmental issues  and human rights  in remote areas  through Non-governmental organisations. Poetry, Painting and Journalism are her passions.


A silent feeling …
Just like the sacred scriptures
Of old papyrus…
Or like the pages of a book of dead …
Silently but widely scatters
In the vast emptiness
In an unperturbed  silence.

Let us not miss them
They fire billions of neurons
In your brain Which are non other than
The love waves
Generated in the core of your 
Heart where wisdom awaits
With a calm look for certain loving eyes.

Rajashree Mohapatra
Bhubaneswar (Odisha) India

Conceited Vision

Where ever  I go,
In  what ever direction
My doubt-stricken eyes fail to reach
The end even through imagination.

The curve of rainbow
In the wide azured sky
Appears as if a master painter’s paint
The passionate waves strike hard
With terrible innocence to write
Memoirs of love with blue

I pass through infinite droplets of time
But fail to make out the directions
Through imprinted lines
I roam at random looking for
Peace and  tranquility
In a dark hanging painting
Of the midnight sky.

Rajashree Mohapatra
Bhubaneswar (Odisha)India


Everything appears temporary here
Either in the spirit of loss or gain,
Or even in that of life or pain
A separation inflicts agony and fear.

What is possessed today
May not be there tomorrow
And what is lost now may not be
Achieved even years after.

Life is but a conjunction
Of functional entities
That plunges in from birth to death
It is thus  just not a dream to live for good
Yet to fight against evils
it provides strength.

Yes of course,
Everything is temporary here
As we sail along steadily
In an unsteady but meandering river
Against all  violent convulsions
between life and death
As because rise and fall are natural
In this paradise of earth.

Rajashree Mohapatra
Bhubaneswar (Odisha) India