Very difficult to explain.

Full, though.Knowledge and maturity,Bliss and eternityNegates all impossibility.Ages- not to be counted,But glories be expanded.The truth arrivedThat exist from the beginning.And life transformedBy the perfect eyes.

You would do better.

Maa aaru maetDuita gute aaru saman.Bhasha birodhre jaa nainMaet birodhre jaa nain,Maa birodhre jaa nain.Bin bhashare,Bin maetre,Bin maareMuin kahin nein.sahaas neikarJibarlaagi morMaa birodhre,Maar bhasha birodhreMor maet birodhre.Sahaas nei karAaru nai dak tor maranke,Jaa nein mor maa, maetAaru bhasha birodhre.Tui jie bi haMuin tate gahadi demiMor maar laagiMor bhashar laagiMor maet laagi.Mate mor maake puja karbarke…

ସତ୍ୟ, ସରଳଆଉ ଶୁଦ୍ଧ ।ସଦା ମୁକ୍ତଆଉ ସର୍ଜନଶୀଳ ।ଭ୍ରାତୃତ୍ଵ, ମୁକ୍ତଆଉ ନ୍ୟାୟଯୁକ୍ତ ।ଶାନ୍ତି ଆଉମହାମାନବିକ ସାଗରରେଉଜ୍ଜ୍ଵଳ ଜୀବନ ।ମଣିଷ,ଉର୍ଦ୍ଧ୍ଵରୁ ଉର୍ଦ୍ଧ୍ଵକେବଳ ଗମନ ।

ସମୁଦ୍ର ଆଉ ଆକାଶରମାୟା, ଆଉ ମାୟା ରଖେବନ୍ଦୀକରି ତୁମକୁ ମତେ।କହିପାର ତୁମେ କିଏଆଉ କେମିତି ପୁଣିଯା ଆସ କର କୋଉଠୁକୋଉଠିକୁ କେମିତି।କହିବିମୂଲ୍ୟ ନାଇଁ କିଛିସବୁ ମାୟା।ମାୟା ସବୁଦୁଃଖ ଆଉ ଆନନ୍ଦ।ମାୟା ସବୁଜୀବନ ଜଂଜାଲ।ମାୟା ସବୁପବନ ଆଉ ଜୁଆର।ମାୟା ସବୁନଈ ଆଉ ପାହାଡ।ଆଉ ଆଉ ଭିତରେଆମର ସକାଳ ସଂଜ।ତୁମେନ ବୁଝୁଛ ନୁହେଁ।ତଥାପି ତଳ ଉପରରଙ୍ଗରୂପ ଭିତରେକିଏ କୋଉଠି କେତେବେଳେଜଣା ନାଇଁ କାହାକୁ।ପ୍ରିୟପରିଜନ ଭାଇବାପବନ୍ଧୁ ସୁହୃଦ ସଭିଏଁଯେ ଯାହାର ସ୍ୱାର୍ଥରେ ବ୍ୟସ୍ତ।ମାୟା, ମାୟା, ମାୟା,ରହ, ଧୈର୍ଯ୍ଯ ଧରଖବର ମିଳିଯିବ ବଳେଗଣତି…

ମକେ ଶିଖାକେଚଢାଲ, ଆରୁଫୁଟାଲ ପଦମହେତକି ପାଁଏଲିଁସରଗସୁଖ ।ବଏଲା ଫେରହରି ନାମ କିକୁର୍ସନ, ହେଟାସବୁ ଗୁଟେ ଆଏଜେନ୍ଟା ଅଛେମୋର ଲକେ ।

Trying to run away.Doubt not the doctorDoubt not anyone here.Stay clear within dearAnd go on searchingThe real culprit and picture.

For the pleasureOf the peopleOf the landHe belongs.Food and water,Clothing and shelter-The basic needOf each one and all.Good understandingBe there with all,For a good livingOn this earth.

For you.You areThe truth.For you,I am dancing,I am enjoying,I am working,I am traveling.My people,You are my air,My fire, my earth,My light andYou are alsoMy food,My dresses, andMy senses.For you,I am here,I am there.For youI am the star.My people,Take me to you,I am what I am,All auspicious.I make youUnderstand the effectAnd the causeHow you develop.

What is there in your quiver?My promiseLet me deliver.I am a loserBut never lower.In my lifeHere is winter,And I knowSpring is hereReady to enterWith feathersFull of colours.In peace I discoverUnwritten letters.Empty spaceWith thunderI witnessThe laughter.How can I sayNeither I am newTo this atmosphereNor I am a skyscraperEither.But for a minuteMy prayerYou please hear.Am I not…

Of course, IWant to spoilMyself.Read my new poemsAnd tell what isAll about here.Comment andRate on each poem.You are allowed toTouch yourselfThrough my wordsThrough my poems.And if you failedTo read and understand,Let me smile andI must say it isAll your fault.

Not material.But all blissful.