It is in very living.
Still, we are going high,
To park life in varieties.
Still, we go on searching
For originalities.
We are addressing the self,
For the truth in silence.
We again search for a medium
That is love to enable us
To move forward. In slight vibration
We discover and rediscover
Everything from within.
And punish the law breakers,And the criminals.Protect the innocentsAnd the men in general,And always stay neutral.Let all take great satisfactionIn life here, let each oneRealize the world is for all.True knowledge should be thereWith all here,And let no one be there asThe competitor of another.
Wait there.And they roarWith their shadowsThere in air.They know allSecret deals.
I’m seriousAbout life andLiving and poetry.I’m sure life isA floating bridgeBetween lifeAnd death.
ଶବ୍ଦରେ ନ ଭାସଭାବକୁ ଇ ଆସ।ଆଖିରେ ନ ଦେଖହୃଦୟରେ ରଖ।ଆଉ କୁଆଡେ ନ ଯାଅଗୋଟାଏ ଜାଗାରେ ଥାଅ।ହଁ ନା ସବୁ ତୁମରତୁମେ ଗାଢ ଅନ୍ଧାର।ଆଲୁଅ ଅମୃତଜୀବନର ମିତ।ତପୋବନ, ଟିଟିଲାଗଡ, ବଲାଙ୍ଗୀର19/03/2020
I want to knowThe art to fly.Before leaving pleaseWrite down your name.With your name we canFind you out here.We are living, trueBut pissibility ofTouch-and-go is thereDuring living.We expect a nice touchBy the sky at every morning.
Is it true?So also is itNot true, I haveNot forgotten you.In between birth and death,I act as a hero.
