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.


Oh my dear!
Can you guess for whom
I wear a smile?
My tears make my verses fuzzy
And thoughts hazy
My lips dazzle with a curved smile
While my flooded eyes allow
my thoughts to sail a while.

Neither are they  vague in meaning
Nor are the expressions of an illusory mind
But are resultants of lofty thoughts
That vent pain and sorrows
As its potent breed.

Hazy thoughts
Often shadow the motif of life
Since I am a neighbour
to the heavenly abode
Of  the Almighty
And look at Him continually to redress my grief
Every declivity of mine
proves  my ascendancy till I complete my rise.

Rajashree Mohapatra
Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India


A life on earth without dreams
Looks like
A  globe without any defined life line,
Dreams, as understood create
Hopes in life
And recreates the total humanity.

Dreams, When not materialised
Pains like confronting death
And a life without dreams is enraged
Off and on
For it turns purposeless
With a reduced faith.

Between yesterday’s regret and
Tomorrow’s dreams
There is always today’s opportunity.
Rise up on toes to encash it
Above all obstacles

Living life with faded dreams
Is just like ocean losing it’s beauty
And is without pleasant emerald hue.
How will it be if the sky would
Lose all the blazing stars
In the midnight blue …

Rajashree Mohapatra,
Bhubaneswar, Odisha India


Perpetrated violence swells the eye balls
And make it to dazzle with
A  blue print of the designed depravity
Agitation so caused in the mind and the soul
Destroys the ethics of humanity.

Death knocks vehemently on the heart’s door
Hatred appears at the forefront
Acute hostility only appeases the souls
And foresees bloodshed and continual assault.

No one comes forward at the need with courage,
To retaliate the instinct with an open mind
And to reaffirm the world
That he is  not truly deaf and blind .

Alas ! Everyone in the society
The rich and poor , the weak and strong
The old and young
All are crushed under the
Whirlwind of violence
And left with no choice to revolt
And resist all brutality and irateness.

Rajashree Mohapatra
Bhubaneswar Odisha India


It was not surprising for me
To trace me whirling in a pool of  evil eyes
Deeply stricken with jealousy
And mistrust.
No options left for me
Than to plan at once a rise from the vortex
Against a strong current of  betrayals
And social stigma.

The wild wind of sneaky conspiracy
Engaged pin wheeling my concentrated hopes
And aspirations
A good moral conduct
Some where reverberated
And rehearsed emitting a voice of caution.

The panic state of no option
Forced me to fix my lips and fingers
on  my  flute
And I started playing as another Nero
At this hour of angst.

Beyond my belief
The notes of my flute got harmonized
As the  mighty weapon
That melted the frozen ice-berg of jealousy,
violence and conspiracy
and generated hope towards creating
Passions surfacing from an ocean.

Patience and perseverance
No doubt ablaze the will to raise the vertex
Of passionate enthusiasm
Of course politeness with a stack of blended love
May reassure humanism.

May the love rule and Jealousy
Drowns into the blue vortex.

Rajashree Mohapatra
Bhubaneswar, Odisha, India