My mother.
And my mother
Only my mother.
My mother is also
Someone’s sister
Someone’s daughter
And my mother is
Only my mother.
My mother is
Full of love
And love originates
From my mother.
Love starts of cycle
And love has its own dynamo.
Love floor and
It all dominated
By love
By successful living.
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ଓଡିଶା ଦିବସ
ଚଳିବ ।କାହିଁକି ନା,ଏଠି ଚଳିଯାଏ ସବୁକିଛିବିନା କିଛିରେ ବି ।ଯାହା କହୁଯୋଉ ଭାଷାରେଯିଏ ଯେମିତିଚଳିବ ସବୁ ।କାହିଁକି ନାରକ୍ତରେ ନାହିଁ ତେଜ,ଠିକ୍ ଠିକଣା ନାହିଁ ବୀର୍ଯ୍ୟ,ଆମଠି ସବୁ ମଳିନ କାର୍ଯ୍ୟ ।English rendering;Odisha DayWithout Odia language!Okay.It is becauseHere everything would doWithout any complaint.It would do wellIf one speak inAny language anytimeIn any style.It is becauseNo purity in the blood,No certainty in semen,All lusty and…
You are the truth,
We are hereOnly for you.Here we areAs air,As water,As light.In the sky of the light,In the area of the skyWe are living.We are hereAs weOnly with you.This is a translation of the poemତୁମ ପାଇଁ କେବଳbyGajanan Mishra
One plus one two
I am telling about PlutoWhere is it now.Now I am taking my own letterAnd I know it is in you dear.Dear, allow me for a discussionI am here with all solutions.
1
give new life with new hopeto live with nectar.2Lies and deceit have no placein life.3I know once I utteredit goes out of control.4I know you acknowledgethe power of my wordsmy voices andyou value my dreams.
I am a man
I compose poemsSummon me and see.I know you are mine,And I am yoursTrue to words.From light I cameAnd I enteredInto another light,Light of the self.
For mother,
For motherland,I can live forMany many years,Even without foodAnd without taking water.You, foreigners,Go back, go back,Or convert yourselfAnd learn the language,Adjust with the cultureOf this landFor all welfareOf my men.
My mother,
Let me salute first to my mother.
My mother,
On my motherland, I am here with my mother.
My mother,
Let me talk, with my brothers
With a language, that belongs to my mother.
My mother,
Let me devote my life, for
All out welfare of my mother.
My mother,
For me, the living god, most wonderful creature.
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I know your
I know the truthAnd I chant.I feelLove and joy.Pain and pleasureI care not dear.I want notTo count wavesI want not toClimb up the mountains.I want toTake bath in fountains.I want toGo with deep sleep.I want to goNear and nearBut not with fear.I feel betterWith the treasureIn me dear.I feelTime flowsIn me now.I view lifeIn morning…
My hand my fingers
My mind my thoughtsAll busy in truth.Below and aboveAll mine all yours.Left and rightAll mine all yours.Page to page IMove forward toDraw a picture.Picture is mineAnd also yours.I am in you are out.
What kind of men are you?
You pretend yourself as servantBut cheating our masterWith the help of foreign language!People are suffering like anything,Even leaving the native villagesIn search of jobs at other placesBut you are enjoying your lifeIn their tax-money.You care not the truth,But taking shelter of falsehoodTo serve your own purposeAt the cost of others.
Who knows where is the truth,
I am living here near the bankOf this river-time and askingEach one including the air and the fire,But I find no one is there to answer.I am sure someone who definitely knowsWhere the truth is somewhere on this earth.And I want to expand my joyWith the beauty of this earth.And I am eager to realizeThe…
We accept,
We embrace,Great words,Really sir.But we are free,We can’t tolerateThe interferenceIn our works,In our language,In our development,By outsiders.And who is an outsider?Important questionThat has no answerOutside but it isThere inside.No place for violence,True. But we are toSee our identityIntact here and there.Let me placeMy view,On my land,Let me stayAs your friend,But with honorAnd withProper respect.
Pure life
Pure world.Air – all pure,Fire – all pure,Stars – all pure,Creatures – all pure.With all, I walkAnd walk day and night.Forget the pastAnd take a breath.Let the display be brilliant,Let not the life violent,Collapse not, stay coherent.