No water no bird,
But all we are
In the desert.
It is all air,
We are nothing
But the seeds
Of prayer
With desires.
We try hard,
For what?
Unknown to us,
Still, no care.
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Abhinetaa abatirna huanti bibhinna bhumikare.
Paranti dharana kari.Samaste jane aau wka janaka dwara.Jane saburi bhitare, janaka bhitare samaste.In Odia lipi or say Brahmi script;ଅଭିନେତାଅଭିନେତା ଅବତୀର୍ଣ ହୁଅନ୍ତି ବିଭିନ୍ନ ଭୂମିକାରେ ।ଏକା ସାଙ୍ଗରେ ଅଭିନେତାଅନେକ ରୂପ ବି ପାରନ୍ତି ଧାରଣ କରି ।ସମସ୍ତେ ଜଣେ ଆଉ ଏକା ଜଣକ ଦ୍ଵାରା,ଜଣେ ସବୁରି ଭିତରେ, ଜଣକ ଭିତରେ ସମସ୍ତେ ।This is a translation of the poemAn ActorbyGajanan Mishra
Fear the unknown,
Say not anything,Think not anything.Cut to present andRediscover yourself.Truth and love, bothBoth are in you andThrough theseSolve all problems.Tell never bye bye,Nothing and no oneIs going awayAt any time from you,
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.
My dear men, if you want
Desire not anything.You know well howYour own desire, wealth,And jewel caused very muchIntrigue, violenceAnd sufferings.
To live is an offense?
Commit this offense?Let us spoil timeWith all the questions.Is it a plea to escapeFrom ourselves?I know not, yet I remainAs a human being to showThat are here in me.I want to learn, withFirm faith the scripturesOf life in simplicity andThe tolerance here and there.
Rolling time
And all rollingAir water earthAnd alsoThe light andThe sky.Some sayRolling stoneGather no moss.Some other sayMake and takeAll with timeAll with life.