Anil Kumar Panda

Waking up I saw the new sun Rising slowly in the eastern sky With dreams laden eyes I have in Last mid night said the year good bye…

When butterflies come out to play When flowers their sweet colors display When trees swing in the warmth of the first ray When squirrels jump in the barns upon stacks of hay…

Sound of train passing through The iron bridge pierces through The air and hangs over land for A long time…

Your hair is black as night Your smile drops flowers You are an angel on the earth You give happiness in the sad hours…

buzzing, whining, beating the bees flock to the hive pushing, pulling, shoving each other they are alive…

There was a bird in the tree It had nice plumes and spirit to Fly up to the sky happy and free…

I go to sit by the stream Under the winter sun To talk to myself and dream…

i am alone in this world i think you are alone too with each other we feel we live in one soul that is…

Sitting on the sands I watch the waves Lapping against The shore…

Night falls like wine From the rim of a glass Love from the heart Spills down with a splash…

The life rolls on like a Tattered carpet across The flat surface of time…

This sugary morning Seems so sweet when You are around I feel dazed in ecstasy…

Eyes are liquid balls Threatening to melt Without a notice; Dreams live long…

A bud blooms into a flower Whether it is in a bush Or in a bower…

In the beads of warm Perspiration, clogging my Forehead, you see your face; As you go on relaxing…