My Poems

               Happy New Year !                          Sonnet 148 The year's arrived her days and nights in trail. May they enter your life, one after one, Three sixty five times each, with bliss-fill'd pail,  Through glorious risings, settings of the sun, And waxings, wanings of the moon; in seasons All enchanting, but not scorching or chilling; With no floods, no storms, no quakes, no erruptions; May Nature be all caring, kind and offering ! May all you do produce the crops of progress,  Of beauty, love, peace and prosperity, And conflicts, crimes, accidents, and diseases Stay 'way from your path to immortality !  May you attain new heights of pride 'n' fame !  May this new year be written in your name !! ©️ N P Samal                      

The new is coming and the old is going, And in the transit's caught my woeful soul Fazed by the game the old did play and thinking Whether the new will take forth the old's toll Or heal my wounds fore'er with painful bites, And fill my bowl forever begging, empty And make my days delightful, with my nights; But comes he with a pledge, with failure goes he! Howe'er the transit plays a soothing buffer -- The plane of calm between uneasy slopes Of retreating foe and fear'd do-gooder --  As pains of my despairs are balm'd by hopes. Hence I do wish the transit lies no end; Better is life than being assured, declined.  -- N P SAMAL 

107: All That Entertains  Pork does entertain your soul and beef My soul, while neither entertains the soul Of theirs 109: The Curse 112: What Bothers Death  113: Pain 2 114: Roars Of Win 115: Romance With Death  116: Dream  117: Pleasure  118: The Storm 119: Return Of Birds 120: Body  121: Pleasure 2 122: Fear 123: Mortal Tears 124: Tears Return 126: The Stoic 127: Blues Of Life  128: Beauty Of Being  130: Acid 131: The Immortal  132: My Friend's Death  133: A Child Of ME 134: I Shall Not Live 136: Nature 137: Death 138: Death Will  140: And I Buried My Doll 145: The Cannibal Soil 146: Meaning Of Life 2 149: The Tongue  150: Being Selfish  151: Fortune 153: What Is Yours?  154: My Life Is Going 155: Soul  156: Yet To Be Free  158: Body 2 164: Memories  165: When I Am Dead  170: Happiness  174: Realities  179: Beauty Fades Not  184: Live Your Life  187:  Wants  190: Su...

Humans have been evolving, and for aeons, As 'gainst each other species who've remain'd  The same--same fur, same face, same food, same sense And been to sex, play, nest and rest confined. But humans have not been the same tree-dwellers, Who have transform'd them into present wise men From monkeys, hominins, habilis, erectus...; And after Earth now occupying the heaven. And homolution is not here to cease; As humans ain't yet cleansed of things that's mortal-- Violence, wrath..., things animals possess; But to go on till they have turn'd immortal, When each will further turn a Human God, Although at present it appears absurd. -- N P SAMAL