Living, living,
No more question.
Question means
Dying and dying,
And dying means
No more living.
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I need no long life,
Stamina as well.I know the truth,And I desire nothing.But let me allow toGo on pilgrimage, thatWould be beneficial for all.
At stake
My confidenceMy stabilityMy life.And hereI am with the truthIn this worldAt this time.At this time I findOnly problemsWith no solutionNo ventilationNo perfection.
ବୁଝି ହେଉ ନି
ହେଉ ନି ପ୍ରେମ।ଋତୁକୁ ଋତୁଯାଉଛି ବଦଳିରଙ୍ଗରୂପ ଯଦିଓ।ଅଛି କିଏପରଖିବ ଭାବନାଅଛି କିଏ କହିବସବୁ ଶଳେଏମିତି ଭାଇନା!ଗୋଟେ ବଲି ମା,ସୁଖର ମୁହୂର୍ତ୍ତ ହରେଇବସିଛି ସ୍ୱପ୍ନା!
A drop of nectar
Sachin, my brother,Rightly, you haveStated.Let me stay perfect,Let me stay free,Let me go far fromAction and reactions.Let me increaseMy love for you,The truth.
ଆଗ ତ ଆଗ
ପଛ କୋଉଠିଜାଣି ନାହିଁ ।ଜାଣି ନାହିଁଆଗ କଣ ।ପଛ ତ ପଛ,ଆଗ ବି ପଛ ।
For my miserable condition,
I am inclination,I am disinclination,And all resultant activities.I am taking birth,I am going towards death.Death is nothing, butChanging the place, time, form,And so many things here.I am here and I discover me,I am sure and certainIn my space that hasNo limitation.
I am living
That I know not.
Who is there
To show me
Right path.
Where is what
That I know not
And still I am
Rushing to the spot
Where spring is
There with its
Colors and songs.
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The fragrance of roses,
Whatever you wantEverything is here.But nothing is yours,You can enjoy withAll, though.And you are to goWith pains and pleasures.Nothing is yours,And everything is thereWith you all around.You are allowed to followedAnyone for truth.
ଯାହା ବି କର
ଚନ୍ଦନ ଭାବି ନିଜକର୍ମକ୍ଷେତ୍ରରେ ଯାଅ ଆଗେଇ।ଦୁଃଖର ପ୍ରଶ୍ନ କାହିଁ?ନିନ୍ଦୁକମାନେପାରଙ୍ଗମ ଛ ନ କରିବାରେ।ଖାତିର ନ କରିଏକରେ ଏକ ଯୋଡିଚାଲିଥାଅ ତୁମେ।ଦବି ଯାଅ ନା,ଅଟକି ଯାଅ ନା।ପଥରକୁ ଫୁଲ କରିବାରେଲାଗି ରହିଥାଅ ସଦା ।
See
Going onIn terms of myMoves.SeeYou are thereIn the world.Win and lossAre there here,Very hard toDigest loss, though.But yeah,The end is one.
Lighthouse
Features –All exploited.All exploitedLife living timeFeatures –All achieved.
Irregularly composed, though,
The truth is hereAnd that would purify you.By reading my poems,You would get right direction,Love is here, so alsoMy heart and pious life.
Is myth not true?
This life? this love?Or hate?Are not all sugar-coated?But true is somewhere,And if it is so,Where is it?