Monday, October 2, 2023

Three Micropoems by Rajeshri Senapati Gogoi

An Unfelt Promise
Love is an invisible force
Whoever burns feels life
An unfelt promise
who tells everything 
In a silent way!

Feelings 
Passion know we see
The best and most beautiful things in the world
It cannot be seen or touched, 
But 
The heart only can feel!

Hide and Seek 
I want to blossom into a beautiful memory 
in your heart
With the toras of the blue sky
I want to play hide and seek, and get lost
A lonely night, when a tired mind wants to rest
Will you respond with your hands outstretched
I'm tired and want to rest today, by your side!
© Rajeshri Senapati Gogoi
Dibrugarh, Assam, India 


Poetess Rajeshri Senapati Gogoi from Assam is working in Dibrugarh University as a UDA in the Office of the Statistician. Previously, She worked as a teacher for seven years. Writing Poems and articles are her hobbies and now it became a passion. Her Poetry book is "Kabya Anubhutir Dippunjo." Her another two books are on the way for publish "Kabya Trisha" Poetry and "Skanda of the archipelago,  The shine." Presently, she is  related to some Facebook literary works where she is engaged as moderator and Admins. Till now few honour of respect has been given to appreciate her workings. These awards are Kabya Nandini Tittle 2022, Kabya Perona Sahitya Sourav 2022, Sahitya Sadhana 2021, Kabybhumi sahitya Perona 2021, Sahitya Sourav Sanman 2023, Seuji Sahitya Sanman 2022 etc. Moreover, she involved in some social works. She is translating Bhagavad Geeta. She has translated poems for different writers in two groups.

2 comments:

  1. Which feelings you recognize best?
    I heartily support heart feeling better, however the feeling of touch by your skin and seen by your eyes are also very good because this can't be recognized unless your mind receive the signals from the particular organs.

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