'Essence of Life'

I am obsessed with Yellow..
You keep the Gold!
Give me the mustard fields...
The jewellery that I will make will have fragrance.....

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सजी है धरती, ख़ूबसूरत पीले फूलों की चादर ओढ़,
और मेरी तितली, मंडरा रही है, बाबा की उंगली छोड़।

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And every time a smile lights up your face, I am reminded of a mustard field carpeting the Earth with happy yellow flowers...

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Smell your field of mustard.
-© Agrata Gupta

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(continued)

Grow well , grow vigorous
For the land is fertile,the soil more porous.
Sink in your roots, in the soil, go deep.
Stand your ground firm, when comes the time of the reap
Suck in all the light, grow green, grow your best.
Flower in your youth, be golden in harvest .

Give it your all, as if it were your last chance.
You won't be getting rehersals, your life's not a dance.
Face the harsh truth, oh sun-kissed field
Your worth will be deemed, by how much you yield.

I'm Afraid, I must leave you now
Dear sun-kissed fields,
The sun is setting on me.
Wish I had more time to spare,
Been sparing it all for free.

Farewells and adieus,
I hope to see you again.
Let's see if the story continues,
Or maybe I'll meet my bane.


_ Soumyajit Paikray.

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शीत ऋतूच्या स्मरणे
उभी मोहरली राई
बसे हिरव्या शालूत
अंग हळदीचे होई

उंच तरु बाजू उभे
होती मानाचे वऱ्हाडी
शेतकरी वधुपिता
तृप्त कन्यादान देई

वस्त्रे लेऊन नवीन
पक्षी गाती सावधान
सोनकेसरी गभस्ती
फेकी अक्षता दुरून

आता लगीन लागले
सांगा सांगा साऱ्या जगा
ऋतू माघाचा शीतल
आला धरेच्या मांडवा

©निखिल मोडक

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