The son, the daughter,
And their body materials.
All appear as
Living entity.
All are their own
Creator, maintainer and
Annihilator.
All belong to
Their own world.
No class, no caste,
But all are universal
From time immemorial.
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Poetry plays
Vacuum cleaner.And with poetryI move forwardTo see lifeIn the vast sky.And in the skyI fly with love.Love is also thereOn this earth in plenty.It is all love hereAnd with it we all live.
Home, home, home
Home, the heavenI am happy and getting peace,So also you do agree with me.Home home sweet homeThe poets write on and on.My home – this earth,My home – my bodyAll in one.Let me draw one picture after another dayLet me read chapter after chapterLet me say a few words unendingIn the sound so clear.
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ଭାଇ କହୁଥିଲା ଯିଏମା ମଲାବେଳେପାଣି ବୁଡିଏ ଦେଲା ନିକ୍ରିୟାକର୍ମକୁ ଆସିଲା ନି।ପ୍ରିୟ ଆଉ ଜ୍ଞାନୀ ଶଳାଥିଲା ଯିଏ ମରିବା ଆଗରୁଲଗେଇ ଦେଇଗଲାମହାଭାରତ ।ଶଶୁର କହୁଥିଲି ଯାହାକୁଶତ୍ରୁ ପାଲଟିଗଲାମୋ ଛୁଆଙ୍କୁ ସଫା କରିବପାଂଚି, କରି ଚାଲିଲା ମେଣ୍ଟ।ଭିଣୋଇ କହୁଥିଲି ଯାହାକୁଉଜାଡି ଦେଲା ମୋ ଘର।ଆଉ ପଡୋଶୀ ପରମେଶ୍ଵରକୁଆଡେ କହନ୍ତି ଥୋକେ,ସୂତ୍ରଧର ସାଜିଲା ଘରରଜଣଜଣକୁ ଛ ନଅ କହିବରବାଦର ଚକ୍ରବ୍ୟୁହରେ।ତପୋବନ, ଟିଟିଲାଗଡ, ବଲାଙ୍ଗିର21/10/2019
But silence is not here,
But I worry not,And I proceeded ahead.The system is favorable,And I am matured.I like the process,The danger is ahead, though.What I like andWhat I dislikeIs not under my control.But I have to go,And if time permitsNew sun, I am there to show.
Is it true
Having no power!The reason isResuming growth!Is it?Without beingDetected virusOf negativitySpread far and wide.All importedAll solicitedAnd all transmitted.It is affectedWith new modellingShutting down living.
True love and
Go side by side.And poetry helps meIn fightingCruel society.And I am battlingAs you see withMy own inner demons.My self-confidenceAnd my commitmentAre there to help meIn the round and roundCircuitous life.