Prop roots of a banyan tree near Nabarangpur


ତୁମେ ଥିଲ
ମୁଁ ଥିଲି ।
ଆଉ କେହି ନ ଥିଲେ ଆମ ସାଥେ
କେବଳ ଏ ଗଛର ଛାଇ ଥିଲା ।
ତୁମେ ଝୁଲି ପଡିଲ
ମୁଁ ଝୁଲି ପଡିଲି
ଆଉ କେହି ନ ଥିଲେ ଧରିବାକୁ
ଗଛ ବି ଝୁଲି ପଡିଲା ।

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Manoj Kishore Nayak

Hitherto known as the "Tissue Paper Poet" and credited many a times with initiating the same genre of poetry I, contemplated of writing this blog where I could inter-alia, endeavour to write my random thoughts and publish that of others. The blog will contain subjects of myriad hues ranging from poetry & travelogues to sundry incidents. Being a 'bookaholic' I would like to tell you about the books I read and the authors I meet across the corners which will quench your thirst for literary entertainment and will impart a certain cachet to your intellectuality. Read More...
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