The Kalinga Call (About Orissa)

By Hiranmayi Anukul

The land of Kalinga as mighty as might,

With the gleaming ball shining so bright.

The many platforms it so may touch,

For it to create, to form so much.

They who look to find the found,

Who make such plight, but create what’s bound.

Come together, they form so much,

As their cultural diversity holds on like a clutch.

The intricate structures, elements create,

Still stay at bay, forever as it may.

The youth of which the delicate steps lay,

Are in awe of admiration itself may one say.

Another celestial ball that shone so bright,

Glint on the surface one lonely night.

But the sun still there,

Gleams on a surface with reflection more bright.

By Hiranmayi Anukul