Is it for
People’s welfare!
Is it for truth?
For love?
For community development?
Night is not here
To end.
Right?
But, look day
Enter into the field
To re-establish
The truth here.
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My poem my voice,
I compose my soulThrough thoughtsAnd words to exploitTime and nature.I am easy like skyAnd covering everything.My poem my voice,Voice of my soul.And I transmit my loveThrough my poemsTo all flow with easeFor I realise all these.
Words
All nectar-likeAnd wordsMove in theirContinuous processes.WordsAll radiantAll purifierAnd wordsGlow in theirLife energy.
Without helping others
In kosli;उनझाके साहेज नेइकरि करिबड लोक नेइ हेइपारन केहि ।
Onward and upwards,
Everywhere and I seeAll that are here andAlso that are not here.I know the originalityOf all things here,I feel the loveAnd I recognizeThe truth here.I am here andI am also there,With the starThat is fixed.
Kehi mate dekhu ni,
Mu ethi nahin.Mu achhi ethi purba pariTuma sahita.Aama kahari abastthaBadali nahin priya.Eha sata boli bhabaAau aame ethi samsteBhala pain.In Odia lipi or Brahmi script;ମତେ ଦେଖୁ ନ ବୋଲିମୁଁ ନାହିଁ, ନୁହଁ ।ମୁଁ ଅଛି ପୂର୍ବ ପରିତୁମ ସହିତ ।ବଦଳି ନାହିଁଆମର ସ୍ଥିତିଆଉ ସ୍ଥାନ, ପ୍ରିୟ ।ଏହା ସତ୍ୟ ଭାବ,ଆଉ ଆମେ ଅଛୁଁଭଲ ପାଇଁ ସବୁ ।This is a translation of the poemNo One See…
True to say
And life in the grave.A corpse, I amOn the grassless field.