Goldmohur Smiles
Beneath the “Goldmohur” tree
black crows freely fly,
The blue sky with
shining black clouds
looks alluring and beautiful.
The weary peasants from the field
return home being mirthful.
Chilly breeze blows form south,
Creatures pleased, lovely looks the Earth.
With the breeze the golden flowers and green
leaves tutter;
Beneath the green tree tiny
birth twitter.
Setting sun ray falls on the lovely flower;
Lover’s mind enthuses with
delight, enthusiasm and pleasure;
Mysterious, glamorous, attracting
looks the creation.
Human mind becomes peaceful
and free from tention.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Vernal Breeze
VERNAL BREEZE
The Vernal Breeze blows from the south with the fragrance of marigold,
Jasmine, champak, rose and other blossoms beauteous to behold.
Black crows, in the dusk, with merriment, joy and glee,
Freely fly among the boughs of ‘Gulmohar’ trees
Attracting the attention of passersby –poets and writers like me.
Cuckoos’ melody from the mango group vibrate the air, serene and pure
And melodious Muse reverberates in the tranquil, sanctified atmosphere.
Sparrows chirp on the boughs of many a tree,
Play amidst green foliage and flowers pretty
And magnetize the eyes of little boys and girls fully.
Our minds become pregnant with perfect peace and pleasure,
We drink the nectar of untold beauty and gather the treasure
Of love and affection from the brook of profound feelings in good measure.
Beauty of the eve, in the human mind brings emotion;
Lovely, glamorous and mysterious looks the creation;
Poets try valiantly to present, with musical words, its depiction.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Princess Spring Vavroovahana Patra
Beauty Princess spring appears on Earth;
In all creatures plays waves of mirth.
She appears with the fragrance of blossoms;
To adorn her curly crisp hair various beauteous flowers, blossoms bloom.
The princess appears with the vernal breeze;
To derive her love poets become crazy.
Chilly vernal breeze blows from south;
Splendid looks the vast Earth.
Lovely princess is wrapped with a garment of cosy green creepers;
Contents the lovers, poet’s desires.
Sings with the melody of cuckoo on the mango-tree with profound pleasure;
Fulfills earthy innocent creatures desire.
Melody of the brook congratulates the sweet lovely princess with gaiety;
All human creatures enchant with delight.
She is a peerless Beauty;
Beholding, poet enchant with profound delight.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Ocean of Beauty Vavroovahana Patra
In spring Earth is a Beauty;
Flowers smile with gaiety.
Cuckoo sings with delight;
Mother Vinapanee attracts the devotee.
Cosy blossoms smile on the tree;
On the trees birds are free.
Golden sun beam kisses the blossoms;
Welcoming mother beauteous blossoms bloom.
Vernal Breeze blows from South;
Peasants, poets enchant with mirth.
Fraternity reigns in all creatures;
Lovers enchant with profound pleasure.
Adorned with green robe the bride smiles gaily;
Tiny birds twitter delightfully.
With profound pleasure women perform duty;
Children go through books with gaiety.
Intellectuals swear to serve the society;
Scientists enchant with gaiety.
Poet’s pray sweet lovely Mother;
She contents their desire.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Beauty Autumn Vavroovahana Patra
Autumn comes with gaiety;
Alluring Nature smiles with delight.
Attracting in her beauty;
All creatures enchant with delight.
Beauteous looks the lap of Nature;
Benevolent god blesses all creatures.
Boys and girls return from school delightfully.
Best is the Autumn plays allure gaily.
Crows play happily on the tree;
Cows graze on the field being free.
Cattles look beautiful;
Cow-boy plays with them are delightful.
Dogs roam hither, thither are obedient;
Days pass quickly, peasants pray mother with merriment.
Deity of deities Devi Durga prayed everywhere;
Devee loves all creatures.
Eve looks beautiful;
Every hearts are delightful.
Evening brings pleasure;
Entire Earth smiles with pleasure.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Tiny Waves
Tiny Waves play in circles on pond's water;
Chilly breeze blows on it in winter.
Marvelous looks the smiling lotus;
She fulfils all Deities desires.
With the touch of breeze lovely lotus tutters;
She provides poets with pleasures.
Paradise's beauty pervades on Earth;
Poets enchant with love affection mirth.
Lily smiles with all glamour;
Moon beam kisses, fulfilling her desire.
Chilly mild breeze attracts traveler's attention;
Poets desire pleasure for enthusiastic depiction.
Pond's beauty is magnified with green creepers;
Peerless beauty attracts the travelers;
Tiny blossoms smile with the touch of light;
In poet's mind pervades delight.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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S P R I N G
S P R I N G
Spring appears on Earth;
In creatures minds pervades mirth;
Red, white, yellow roses congratulate
The appearance of Queen Spring with merriment;
Vernal breeze blows with insanity
from the firmament.
Sun God smiles in the western horizon;
Beautiful magnificent alluring
attracting looks God’s creation.
Cosy Sun ray falls on the Earth;
In plants and creatures play waves of mirth.
Cuckoo’s melody from the distant mango groves
reverberates in the firmament;
In poet’s mind pervades charm, glamour, inspiration,
enthusiasm and merriment.
Melodious brook flows down the mountain with gay;
She enchants with the cosy touch of Sun ray.
Nature is a Heavenly Fairy allures the poets and the
Earthy creatures;
With profound peace, purity, pleasure
She fulfils their desires.
God’s Nature is a Divine Deity;
In all innocent poets, chaste women, devotees
minds she plays waves of delight.
VAVROOVAHANA PATRA
NABARANGPUR
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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The Tree And The Breeze
Have you ever noticed how the trees sway with the breeze?
It's as if they were dancing in rhythm with a mellow tune
Have you ever notice how a tree is home to a bird's nest...
where the birds rest?
It's as if the tree were a peaceful and relaxed get-away
From where their troubles stray
But then the tree also has another side
In which it can take the birds for a bit of a ride
It is its party side...
when a pile of birds get together in one tree...
to sing along to the breeze as back and forth it sways the tree
The tree's stuck in the ground
Every day its life's the same
But the breeze
Now that's a different story
The breeze is free
It goes and comes as it pleases
The tree it seizes
Have you ever noticed half the things a tree does are caused by the breeze?
poem by Amy Parkinson
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My sweet three little beautiful Balloons
i have three sweet beautiful balloons all looks so
pretty the yellow, the blue and red that always
sparks, as the sun goes round, in the midst sky
beside the window beneath the green, green,
green leaves of ever green of an Avocado big,
big tree
glamorous yellow glows like flowers wait the
golden sunrise of rays shower in the petals of red
and blue in the garden near the wishing well i
made, while the millennium blue color looks like
the sky that wait the rain to fall as the bird fly into
the horizon of oozing ocean blue crystal water, and
the red one sprouted like a fuzzy nebula of celestial
star in the galaxy of a million years, as it floats in
the air with the string in the tail
pull the tiny string, swing as the wind wiggle to
get free beautifully it flies, in the hand it stands by,
hold on, just let the breezing air cools it down, as
the three beautiful balloons wondered in every eye,
that captures every hearts that swing into the
melodic tune of beauty of tranquility
as the string gives a puzzling cheerful looks, and
the hands tiedly touch, the wind eagerly move to
loose the three sweet beautiful balloons into the
harnessing journey of freedom, passing the
rainbow of endless point of hope
now my three sweet beautiful balloons comes to
their own life, making their own color, flying
every wind in the sky, where once i hold the string,
yet! it’s not a goodbye
i am old enough to say....good luck and have a
happy Journeys.....fly your own balloon
“ poem dedicated to my three lovely Daughters “
Karen Isabel T. Liao, Lindsey Cherub T. Liao
and Michelle Ann T. Liao
poem by Antonio Liao
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Blossoms of Bottle-Brush Vavroovahana Patra
Blossoms of Bottle-Brush smile delightfully;
Passers-by enjoy the beauty gaily.
Poets wait a while for enjoyment;
Cosy tiny green leaves adorn the tree;
In tree’s lap tiny birds are free.
Sun beam kisses the leaves and blossoms;
For people’s enjoyment the blossoms bloom.
Mild vernal breeze kisses the tree;
In Nature’s lap she is free.
Smiles in the lap of Nature;
Contents poet’s desire.
A thing of Beauty in joy for ever;
Beauteous is lap of Nature.
Poet derives peace and pleasure;
Is an innocent creature.
Nature is a Brook of Delight;
There reigns the supreme Power, the Almighty.
God’s gift is ever beautiful;
Being inspired, people become dutiful.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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the Cherry Blossoms
'the cherry blossoms'
swaying in the wind the cherry blossoms feel the nice eastern breeze giving them air too breathe, the tallest tree in the area is loved by a lovely young lady who visits the cherry blossms every day.
the sakura tree gave this lovely young lady a cherry blossom as the eastern breeze blows over the tree, flattered by the gift the lovely young lady went home and made a gift for the sakura tree.
the next day she brought the sakura tree a sipphire ring as a thank you gift the sakura tree was thankful to the lovely young lady. many years passed and the sakura tree was cut down and the lovely young lady was very sick and passed.
she was berried where the sakura tree use to stand.
on top of her tombstone was the saphire ring ingraved on the ring were 3 words
I Love You.
poem by Jordan Scown
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Autumn Vavroovahana Patra
Autumn reigns on Earth;
In all creatures plays waves of mirth.
Chilly breeze blows on Earth;
People enjoy the beauty with mirth.
Green paddy plants smile in the lap of Nature;
Goddess operates the lives of all creatures.
Is the Deity of all Deities;
Is our Almighty.
Creatures surrender on mother’s feet;
She is our lives savior, delight.
Provides duty;
Chanting hymns we live with gaiety.
Beauteous looks Autumn firmament.
In all creatures plays waves of merriment;
Silvery cloudy play in the sky;
In poet’s mind plays gay.
Earth looks beautiful;
Creatures are delightful.
Pray goddess gleefully;
Surrender on the Rosy feet gaily.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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The Alder Tree
Alder tree, O alder tree,
Over his grave reclining;
I've braided a wreath of the fairest flowers
That ever were fed by the spring-time showers.
Or nursed by the summer shining.
Short, but lovely, their lives have been,
Like his in the damp sod sleeping,
And I strew them now on the hillock green,
Where a mournful watch I'm keeping.
Alder tree! O alder tree!
Is it a voice of sorrow
That sighs 'mong thy leaves in the silent night,
When the radiant hue of the moonshine bright
Announceth a pleasant morrow?
'Tis a voice of wailing, O alder tree,
'Tis the evening breeze that weepeth,
'Tis the nightingale singing a song like me,
O'er the grave where my loved one sleepeth!
poem by Charles Mackay
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The Banyan Tree Vavroovahana Patra
Banyan tree looks beautiful;
Birds fly on the tree are delightful.
Beauteous is the environment;
Beautiful leaves provide merriment.
Green trees provide oxygen daily;
God guys and girls rest beneath the tree gaily.
Glad lovers derive peace;
Glamorous atmosphere provides Divine Bliss.
Valley’s trees attract travelers;
Valiant poets enjoy the beauty with pleasure.
Various birds play on the tree gaily;
Vagabond boys enjoy the beauty enthusiastically.
The tree on road side entices women, men daily;
Travelers enjoy the beauty gaily.
Birds fly gleefully;
Children plays beneath the tree pleasantly.
Nature lures all travelers;
Provides peace pleasure.
Beauty of Nature is enticing;
Poets are delighting.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Oh Christmas Tree
Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the trees most lovely
Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the trees most lovely
Each year you bring to me delight, meaning in the christmas night
Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the trees most lovely
Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, with faithful leaves unchanging
Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, with faithful leaves unchanging
Your boughs are green, in sommers glow and do not fade in winters snow
Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, with faithful leaves unchanging
Each year you bring to me delight, meaning in the christmas night
Oh christmas tree, oh christmas tree, of all the trees most lovely
song performed by by Boney M.
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The Beautiful Azalea
The beautiful azalea is a woody shrub that never grows into a tree
But the pink flowers on the azalea are so beautiful to see
In the cool to warm days of October when Spring is in the air
And beautiful Mother Nature flowers on her green cloak wear,
How lovely the azalea in the cool shade of the trees
In her mass of pinkish flowers gently stirring in the breeze
Such a thing of natural beauty for to beautify the Spring
In the nice days of October when the nesting song birds sing,
In her tiny leaves of light green and her mass of bright pink flowers
The azalea she is blooming in the sunshine and Spring showers
But time it keeps on ticking and the years go quickly by
And how many more Octobers will i live for to enjoy?
The sight of the beautiful azalea in her pink flowers in the shade
A thing of such rare beauty by Nature only made.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Year 2012
Green hope green road green field green dream
Green green grass of future
Dhamma is distinguishgedly seen in the world
Wonderlands of future generations
peace, harmony and wisdom
love for humanity
rebirths of democracy
cool breeze of mind
building morality of tomorrow
a beautiful mind
Beautiful minds
a beautiful mind
Beautiful minds
a beautiful mind
Beautiful minds
The world is a beautiful place to live, to meditate and to contemplate
For the purpose of keeping truths alive and fight for undaunted wisdom.
True Harmony
I sit in the tree
the breeze makes the branches sway
birds sing lovely songs
The air smells like spring
cherries from the tree taste sweet
The bark feels rough
Clouds dance in the air
The world is very peaceful
Way up in the tree
Being in the sky
puts me in touch with nature
it's true harmony
I long for the days
up high among the branches
Where earth took over
poem by Tori Beals
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Lotus Vavroovahana Patra
Lotus smiles on the pond;
She is a beautiful creation of God.
Magnifies pond’s beauty;
Poet beholds beauty with gaiety.
Chilly breeze kisses delightfully;
Sun beam kisses lovingly.
Virgins enjoy the beauty gaily;
Passers-by behold the beauty gladly.
Poet enjoys the beauty silently;
Mind remains in the realm of peace glee fully.
Soul drinks the nectar of peace;
Mind surrenders on Natures feet, derives Divine Bliss.
The lovely flower is detached from water;
With sun beam dazzles with pleasure.
With the breeze dances gaily;
Waves on the pure cool water silently.
Being detached from worldly attachment remain peacefully;
As Lotus on the water smiles gaudily.
Worldly attachment provides displeasure.
Being as Lotus live with pleasure.
A tiny flower allures lovers daily;
Poets depict poems delightfully.
Provides everlasting pleasure;
Nature’s peace provider for ever.
poem by Vavroovahana Patra
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Christmas Green Tree
All the trees shed their leaves
Stood under black dress
Everywhere white snows
Except Christmas green tree
Children played in the valley
Making Ice balls and stick
The black tree doesn`t open eye
Except Christmas green tree
Little stars glimpses on
With the trees waving head
Singing Carol on the way
Jingle bell and Santa Claus
The Only tree is stood in green
Horrible winter coolly days
Blessing infent`s Holy birth
Enjoy happy Praise the Lord...
poem by Vinod Kumar
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My Cottage Home
My cottage home! my cottage home!
How beautiful it lies,
Amid its quiet loveliness,
Beneath our bright blue skies.
A stranger's eye might mark it not,
Nor deem that it was fair;—
To me it is a lovely spot,
For those I love are there.
In summer there are wild flowers round,
And the tall forest weaves
A drapery of light and shade,
With its green and pleasant leaves;
And thousand birds are pouring out,
To the gay and singing breeze,
From the wild joys of their leaping hearts,
A thousand melodies.
The shadowing of an oak's green boughs
Is flung the low roof o'er;
And clambering vines their blossoms hang
About the open door.
And round the harvest's ripening wealth
Waves in its yellow light;
And the feathery tassels of the maize
Bend gracefully and slight.
But were it thousand times more fair—
If o'er the fertile soil
Oppression shook her manacles,
And scourged the slave to toil—
To me the rudest desert wild
Were better for my home,
So never on its arid breeze
The voice of wrong might come.
But round my home, my cottage home,
The tyrant never treads,
And o'er the field's luxuriant wealth
No slave his sad tear sheds.
And were it not that I have learn'd
In other scenes to know
Of deeds of cruelty and wrong,
And of the oppress'd ones’ woe—
And were it not that still a tale
Is wafted on the air,
Telling of fearful injuries,
And anguish and despair;
I might, perchance, almost forget
The guilt and wrongs of earth,
And deem that brightness gleam'd, alone,
Around the household hearth.
But woe for man's dark cruelty!
His selfishness and pride!
For him the earth is drench'd with tears,
With human life-blood dyed.
In his own freedom glorying,
He lifts his voice on high,
While on his brother's shrinking form
His crushing fetters lie.
poem by Elizabeth Margaret Chandler from Poetical Works (1836)
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