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written by: Dilip Mohapatra

@dilipmo

 

When you look at a piece
of stale bread discarded
so generously by a
benevolent soul
into the dented aluminium
bowl of a beggar
squatting in front of
a place of worship
you see hunger.

When you peep into
a pool of spring clear
transparent water
in an oasis amidst
an unending expanse of
sizzling sands
pulsating under
a scorching sun
you see thirst.

When you look into those
dovish eyes
with dilated pupils
some times moist
sometimes dry
sometimes blazing
sometimes dazzling
and behind the lashes
that coquettishly
flutter
you see love.

When you feel the warmth
of the funeral pyre
and see
the flames doing a flamenco
their invisible tongues
almost licking your skin
you hear the bones crack
and in slow motion
as the flames reduce
to heaps of ashes
you see life.

Dilip Mohapatra

Dilip Mohapatra

MAY 2017 / JAN-FEB 2019 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Dilip Mohapatra (b.1950), a decorated Navy Veteran started writing poems since the seventies. His initial foray into the world of literature was through poetry workshops in college and inspirations from his teacher Jayanta Mahapatra, an acclaimed poet in contemporary English. His poems have appeared in many literary journals of repute and anthologies worldwide. Some of his poems are included in the World Poetry Yearbook, 2013 and 2014 Editions. He has six poetry collections to his credit published by Authorspress, the latest being Dewdrops of Dawns, which has received raving reviews in multiple literary journals globally.
Currently his latest, a Professional book titled Campus to Corporate which is a career navigation manual for the students aspiring for a successful corporate career and for newcomers to the industry to survive and succeed has become a best seller with more than 10000 copies sold.
He lives with his wife at Pune, India.
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