Author: Charulata Panigrahi

  • Grand son.

    Grand son.

    6th#NaPoWriMo21 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour Day 5 “Mellow,mild May day Calling children out to play Summer on her way.” She was singing and making breakfast Her grandson ran to the garden very fast. The dog followed the chum Who held in his hand a fat bun. The bun fell from his hand Doggy chewed it in a stance.…

  • Help me find her.

    Help me find her.

    #NaPoWruMo 21 #AetoonsinnPoetryParlour Day 4 Find me the girl, who wins my heart with her Charming manners. I would try my best to give Honour she deserves. want to take her Around the world. don’t care whether she is Rich or poor. if I fail to get her would be Unhappy for sure. try my…

  • Success.

    Success.

    #NaPoWriMo 21 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour Day 3 When the baby tries to walk, putting the “baby steps” one by one,  cute,small and stumbling to watch! The adage “slow and steady wins the race” how appropriate it sounds in this case. The metaphor baby steps if followed in day to day life in your business,career and in marriage.…

  • Laughter.

    Laughter.

    #NaMiWriPo-21 #ArtoonsinnPoetryParlour Day-2 “Thank you “God You have bestowed  The precious gift of laughter. When I laugh with gaitey and mirth All around me laugh. It is the best medicine And it keeps fit to march. At times I giggle  Sometimes I haugh hysterically, My family wants  All the time I should laugh. Do they…

  • Anandmath.

    Anandmath.

    The devastating famine of Bengal The poverty the hunger troubled you so much You penned the novel Anandmath. A sannyasi rebellion was there. Untrained but disciplined fighters they were Defeated the experienced Company soldiers. The book originated the song Vandeymataram. It fuelled the national awakening. The image of nation mother was created Nation mother became…

  • Koel.

    Koel.

    You sing so well o cuckoo In each spring in our garden.  The mango blossoms  Spread the scent and You arrive with your songs.  It goes on throughout the summer Cooling down our nerves.  Is it true o cuckoo you search nests And lay your egg on others’?  You have no worries,  And no botheration…

  • Mother.

    Mother.

    She can know all my emotions  With one look. Why others fail even when I write about me a whole book?

  • Womanhood

    Womanhood

    ‘Poattic-7’ Super was she, super she is and will remain super forever.  She gives birth,forgets sleep to nurture her treasure.  As a daughter, as a sister in the family, she spread the laughter.  With a smile she took the burdens of being a wife and mother.  Strong in mind,soft at heart she binds the family…

  • My love diary

    My love diary

    PoAttic-6 You and me and our love life I have noted in a diary.  I have kept it hidden under my costly clothes beyond anyone’s reach,  as it is exclusively mine.  I don’t like anyone, even you, to see and read my heartfelt feelings.  The day our eyes met the ecstasy and the sensetion mingled, …

  • Zest.

    Zest.

    AZatPP She had zest for life. With excitement and energy, she approached everything.  She was an inspiration  among her friends.  I had known her  since childhood.  Never did she leave anything halfway or half-heartedly.  Why did she drove zigzag inside the city.  Alas it was destiny she met her end and I lost my beloved…

  • Yacht.

    Yacht.

    AZatPP The nostalgic memory of the cruise in a yacht four years ago in Switzerland. Brings cheers when I think of that.  The blue water of the lake  the clear sky above,  the captivating surroundings  picturesque and enchanting.  Beautiful memories gratify the heart I can’t forget it till my last. 

  • Welcome.

    Welcome.

    AZatPP I cherish the day When our first grandson Arrived our home.  The  baby had an unprecedented welcome never seen before.  His uncle was ready  with the largest can  of Johnson’s baby powder.  The aunts had heaps of dresses and nappies for the nephew, who had Given them the aunt’s status.  The grandfather was busy…

  • Window.

    Window.

    AZatPP She sees the world through her window. Paralyzed is she, unable to walk, early morning, on her wheelchair  she comes to sit near the window. As I open the window of mine  I see her sitting there She is my front neighbour.  Nobody of her own, on the mercy of a nurse  She goes…

  • Variety

    Variety

    AZatPP Variety  is the spice of life Doing something different, breaks the monotony and  brings cheers to life.  Same work and same attire bring boredom and  you feel tired.  Same cereals, fruits and dairy very much nutritious they may be but trying spicy once a while You enjoy  it like anything.  Same flowers on vase…

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