My poems with
Regional language
And personal experiences.
True to say
I am not playing
With my words
But I am
Living with all.
And my living is
Universal, and it has
A global reach, not
Final though.
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Who is not a snake?
Itself is the snake.Be careful, my dear men,Guard your own body andStay free from all anxieties.Men, bewilder not andEmploy your intelligence,And live in peace.
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But they are thereTo show their submissiveness.Great really – women.Mother, sister, caretaker,And everything in one – women.Women exceeded all.
From you I
My journey.I know notWhether you areA bull orA bee.But from youI hereby startEverything.I seeThe seaAnd the skyNot able to fly,Though.Yes,To speak somethingI hereby openMy mouth,Not a singleCorrect wordCome out so far.I go with coloursBut I know notReality.
All credit go to you,
The credit goes to you,As you are there in all roles.No one else can claimsIt is for himThe sun is risingAnd it is for himThe sky is thereAnd covering everything.What I am,I am here in front of you,My love, my truth.You are for all good.
ସହୋଦର
ମୋ ମା ରାନ୍ଧିବ ଭାତ,ମୁଁ ପାରୁ ନି ବୁଝିଇମ୍ରାନ ଖାଁକୁକିଆଁ ପଚାରିବ!ମୋ ଭାଇନିଜ ଘର ଭିତରରଅଳନ୍ଧୁ ସଫା କରିବମୁଁ ପାରୁ ନି ଜାଣିଈର୍ଷାଳୁ ଆଉ ଅପାରଗପଡୋଶୀଠୁ ଆଣିବ କିଆଁଅନୁମତି ପତ୍ର!ମୁଁ ମୋରଖେଳିବି ବୁଲିବିମୋ ବାଡିରେ,ପାରୁ ନି ବୁଝିକିଆଁ ହେଉଛିତୁମ ପେଟ ଦରଜ!ଆହା!ତୁମେ ପରା ମୋରସହୋଦର!ତପୋବନ, ଟିଟିଲାଗଡ, ବଲାଙ୍ଗିର14/01/2020
Brining good luck I appeared
Unsettled so far.Nothing to feel sorryAs I know nothing is hereUnder your control.Life is wonderful and hereEach moment surprises you.