Satya Pattnaik writes

ONLY FOR YOU

Your beauty is
A flow of silent lucidity
Deep beneath your
Toned skin and fine bones
That is in baptismal gown unworn
Beauty radiates deeper inside
Surrounded by your aura
Your eyes and lips sparkle with life
With a transforming grace
Pulse with love
Your body‘s outward shell
Enriched with natural charm
With delicate scent within
Beyond your smiles
Are layers of warmth where
Dwells a beautiful heart
Better than
A million bony faces
You are a reason
To release one's feelings
With the warmth of love
As a woman of perfection





                             -- Alexander Khokhlov & Valeryia Kutsan

Satya Pattnaik writes

Soul in pains

Soft tears roll down
Breaking the mind of today 
Art the pages in new colours
Drift the tides of thoughts

Hours of agony respond to the soul

It starts streaming
A dance choreographed
Azure descends
Wilderness gets passionately tender
Wraps the soul with the green of holiness

Flute of modern mind resonates
Half wish half desire die
Scrolls down for a new footage of life
Now bones start speaking
Mind flies to the impeccable height
Free of pains full of shines 
Chanticleer Garden, Wayne, Pennsylvania

Satya Pattnaik writes

MOON’S SMILE: A TRANSLATION

Trod half of my life
On the white horse
Galloped away
With endless joy
Treasured smiley pearls
And golden toys
In every step
I bloomed like flowers
Although I knew
I would dry and die next day
Did not give ear to my mind
In tranquility I spoke to my soul
Ripples winged in the depth of sea
Fall of petals and flow of fragrance
Shared and gathered
Between bones and withered skin
I lifted me up to the music of blue
Magically walked and danced
In the white eternal dew
Suddenly unnoticed
A page of black humor conspired
I was not surprised
Accepted as mortal diplomacy
Possessed of my destiny
Yielded by time
Frozen everything
Clouds stars rivers feathers of birds
Flowers and green paths
House of my eternity suffered
Metamorphosed black
Multicolored sailing ship
Turned white
Determination deterred
Time hollowed and promises less
Gifted me with a deserted letterbox
And a black horse
To live and carry on the rest of life
Moon smiled at me
Show me the black wound
Of its snow white body
And said you see I pained
Despite, with pleasure
I bloom everyday
Like an eternal flower
In the dark of night
Flooding cool beams of light
Metamorphose begun
I felt the deep turn inside
Black horse became dark night
I became the glittering moon
Of snow white sight

 

Satya Pattnaik writes

I SAIL ACROSS

I sail across the mind 
Where half wish and half desire
Always crave for the taste of ocean
Move alone for the dream
Treading miles of absurdity
With torn papers and broken pen

Glassy surface lures
Earthen skins ask for intense hunger
With hidden longing
Cut the piercing pleasure every now and then

Soul convulsed
Could not free the mind
A murky hour curls around
Scripting a shadowy play
Thorns pricking all the way

Satya Pattnaik writes

DO NOT SELL THE SPRING 

I feel the breath of green shoots
Touched with earthly smells
When the summer goes off
To sign the pact of cruelty

My soul awakes in every season
Of leafless syllables foliage to dream
Feel the immensity even in emptiness with a reason to live

So before the sky goes desolate
Flowers wither and fade
Summer boots out the green

I call the birds
Offer my smiles instead of pains
Tears I shade for rains
And request not to sell the spring
Do not leave the world sad and lonely
Keep alive your chattering box for the world where we live

I invite the vast of sky
Offer all my loneliness
Talk to the silent constellations
Seize by the depth of blue
Stretch my arms
Pound with joy
Embrace the stars with intense warmth and love
Request not to sell the spring
Bright inside the world where we live
Do not leave us sad and lonely
Ignite every summer bone with the
Fire of spring

Don't sell the spring
 

Satya Pattnaik writes

A WORLD I SEARCH

A world I search apart of crowd 
Go down to the depth of stream
The Sunbeam's call I listen
Full of green flavor I dream
Millions  of smiles from everyone's heart I wish and bring
Gather aromatic petals on the way
Blissfully in the fragrance I sway
In the texture of green moss I long deeply to dwell
Alone float like clouds
A world I search a part of crowd

In the infinite space I wish to stretch my arms
Answer all the questions asked
By soul in calm
Divinely share my tears with green despair
All desolate hours I delve in
All solitude I reap for my intense union

In the thickest layer of darkness
Put the colours of sunrise glow
New alphabets I collect from moon and stars
Compose a poetry beyond mortal odour
In every dying hour I concentrate on it
Pull me to the depth of green
Feel the excitement of spring

Countless desires often disturb me
Bake my body with the spice of lust
Fix the thoughts with immoral dusts
But I come back with a world a part of crowd

Write the inscription of my style
In my thoughts
Hang all alone like rainbow clouds
Like an innocent child
Strip up the cloths of body
Naked my soul fall to it
Go down to the depth of stream

An ageless orchestra bells out
I soar like a bird a part of crowd

Satya Pattnaik writes

DEAR FRIENDS (Dedicated to all my friends)

Dear friends
Your Hearts are
So divine and pure
I dwell in them

With your thoughts
I love to live in them

My tears in rains
Wounds agonies and pains
My screams and torments
All wash away with the touch
Of your warm hearty feelings
I heal up the breath of my words
Footsteps of joy invade my mind
I am able to offer
The shining petals of white
To the darkest side of moon
Even in the deep scary night

I stumble and fall sometimes
I am weak at my knee sometimes
I feel only the thorns sometimes
Loneliness eats me away sometimes
But when you my dear friends bring
The garden of roses with its wondrous scent
I see the world pretty
My words alive from its death
My heart with the loves and dreams beneath
Soars high and flies

Dear friends
Someday I will die on my words
With the last line of my poetry
For the immortal world
But I assure you
My words will not die
I will be felt and seen all through
With your precious love and joy
I will be bloomed always like a flower
In the pulsating garden of your hearts

Satya Pattnaik writes

 A SILENT RETREAT

In every dawn 

I rise up putting the sun

In my front pocket 

Train the mind 

Light the fresh fires to burn

Fasten the smiles of a child

Live for the day without dying

I bury down the dark memories 

Nail the half known faces of 

My mortal relations 

Outside of the courtyard 

Fresh petals of roses 

Collect my tears 

Immunize my feelings 

With aromatic compassion 

No aches no pains 

Innocently I rejoice 

The conspiring minds and garbage of thoughts 

I come across on my way 

Frightening noise and musics 

Come out to break my day

But I remain deaf to my surroundings

Walk with the sun In my pockets

Explore the streets of sunrise 

Enter into the world precious 

Silently with my feelings where 

I could address 

Without pressure and pains

All my dreams I could live

Poetry of delights I could write 

After every sunset.

Satya Pattnaik writes

WHAT IS ON YOUR MIND ?

 

Dear Facebook

You asked what is on your mind?
But I can’t reveal
What exactly is on my mind
Almost all do the same
Play the game on your page
Enjoy the darkest hours and private corner
Cruelty the mind cooks
With dirty stuffs of thought
Woven conspiracies occupy the space
Spongy and pungent
Like rusted nails of abandoned bags
Nouns and pronouns all have
The same strategic stance
Devour all the probity
Distorting sensation, subtle warmth of love
Killing all the words of value
Sights and perception
Turning heart into stone
Mind sheds tears overwhelmingly
When humanity dies with its scripts
Of farcical theater
Desolate colours
It collects for the business of emotional trade
Empowerment of blackmail
Mind truly now a wild forest
Where predators move to eat
The brain cells fill with words of bliss

Dear Facebook

You asked what is on your mind?

Pages of lies dim and dark

Roll over every day

Killing holy stars beneath the sky

But a soul

speaks to mind every moment

In a strong voice

Come on speak aloud

What is on your mind?

Surge ahead with subtle love tides

Kiss the gentle human paradise

Like a morning breeze blows

Bend your mind and meet the heart

Go with rupture share your delights

Resolutely answer to the Facebook

Yes, this is on my mind.