Under the slope of dilemmas
Ignoring the real functions
Smoking tea…

Slashing self traumatic dreams
Mixing fire and ice in bowl of inner dreams
making self cocktails….

Bouquet beautiful flowers….unknowingly
Beauty’s… Walking and laughing
O dream Man!!
Relax…
Please shake hands..
Balms relief….
Rosy..!

Again beauty vanishes…
Shadows disappeared…
Self cocktail.
..fumes…smoking…continues…
No answer’s………
Nothing..as beautiful as love….

– Ravindra Kumar Nayak