Lovely footwork

And interact,And glance overThe energyThat are within.My dear men,You are the sea,You are the waves,You are the air,You are the etherAnd you are agitated.My dear men,Think not yourselfIndependent any any time.Think not yourselfOriginal also anywhere.But pluck your own flowerAnd offer to the self.

And when you think fit.Everything is real,Everything is right and effective.

So niceAs dazzlingMorning starFair.My friendSo piousAs lifeMyself.LightI faceOn this earthI take care.

And IReceivedA smile.A smileMy capitalAnd with itI want toCross this river.This riverMy lifeMy timeIn me.

Cheating the peopleIn the name of discipline,In the name of sincerity,In the name of progress,In the name of independence.Law without execution,Is nothing but a farce.The farce in the name ofDemocracy, welfare, justice.Justice is nothingBut showing lightTo the blind.

ଗଜାନନ, ଉଠ,ଆଉ ଲେଖ କବିତା ।ମତେ ଲେଖିବାକୁ ଦିଅକବିତା ତୁମ ନାମରେ ।ଦିଅ ଗାଧୋଇବାକୁତୁମ ପ୍ରେମରେ ।ଖୁସିରେ ସତ୍ୟକୁଆପଣେଇ ନିଅ ଜୀବନରେ ।ସ୍ଵପ୍ନକୁ ସାକାରକରିବାକୁ ଦିଅ ଗୀତରେ ।ପ୍ରେମ ହିଁ ସତ୍ୟ,ସ୍ଵପ୍ନ ହିଁ ସତ୍ୟ,ଜାଣିବାକୁ ଦିଅ ମତେ ।This is a translation of the poemLet The Dawn ComebyGajanan Mishra