Dr Dillip K Swain Biography

Your sterling love
Is like a gigantic sponge
That absorbs the fountain of my pain
Soaking it invisibly, awakening my soul
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She comes out to sing
to express happiness
from her house of
paper, straw and grasses
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Her peerless power drags me here
I know not exactly how much I care
I happen to be here just by chance
It stimulates me to make a dance
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An orphan child
sitting on a platform
ignoring the sound of fast crossing trains
and trains halting late at the station
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There is an inordinate silence
After the devastating cyclone!

The wild wind blew for several hours
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