Lives in Bhubaneswar with his wife Smt Rama Mishra. Wrote most of his poems while working in the Government. Of late, writing sparingly and only small poems.
On the auspicious day
I also took my place
With a stoic frame of mind
Moved inch by inch
...
I am no God,
I cry when a child dies of hunger,
When a mother sells her infant to the wine merchant, I cry
I have no appetite to be God
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Piercing lumps of stones
Inflict bruises
His frame aches
While the carrier moves
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