Whatever I am writings here,

Let me tell youBoth are neededFor truth.Salt and sugar,Sweet and sour,Taste allOn life’s shore.Suck lifeWith breast,Care not,Poison or nectar.Nothing to suffer,All are hereOnly mother.All appearWith time factor,Color and cooler.

ନାଇଁ ମ,କରୋନା ଫରୋନା କିଛି ନାଇଁଡର ନି।କହିବି ନି ବିକରୋନା ମରୁଯେମିତି କହେ ପଡୋଶିନୀବରଂ କହିବିତା ବାଟରେ ସେ ଥାଉଆମ ବାଟରେ ଥିବା ଆମେଯେ ଯାହାର ଯେମିତିନିଜ ନିଜ ଜାଗାରେ ରହୁ।ଆସ ପାଖେଇ,ଛୁଆଁଛୁଇଁରୁକିଛି ଘଟିବାର ନାଇଁବରଂ ବଢିବାର ଅଛିସ୍ନେହ ଶ୍ରଦ୍ଧା ପ୍ରେମ ସତ୍ୟନ୍ୟାୟ ଆଉ ଦିଶିବାର ଅଛିଆହୁରି ଆହୁରି ଆଲୁଅ ।ଜୀବନ ଇ ଗୋଟେପ୍ରଚଣ୍ଡ ରଙ୍ଗୀନ ଆଲୁଅ।ଆସ ଆସ ପାଖେଇ ଆସମିଶୁ ଦେହରେ ଦେହମନରେ ମନ ହୃଦୟରେ ହୃଦୟ।ପାଖେଇ ପାଖେଇ ଆସଆମ ଏ ପୃଥିବୀରନାଇଁ ଶେଷ।ଆସ ଆସ…

But no one is to die.No fire can burn anyoneBut each one is to showOwn face dazzling.With delightEach one is to openThe new pages of own life.Let us love andI am sure love –The only ingredient of living.

The water, the sky.Everything is okay,And yet, we are worried.What to say aboutThe life here,We are not cleared.The spring is cryingAt out threshold,We are not able toReturned so far.But you said,It is all okay.

ଏ ପୁଅ,ଉଠିବାକୁ ହେବ,ବେଳା ଘଡି ନକ୍ଷତ୍ରସବୁକୁଠିକ୍ କରିବାକୁ ହେବ।ଆମେ ଆମର,କହିବାକୁ ହେବ।In English;Oh son, we are to rise,We are to show ourselves.Oh son, we are to rise,We are make in orderOur time, stars and lifestyle.We are ours,We are to declare.

But smile,And see how you feel happyWith the recitation.Nothing to envy,Poetry is not interested inAnything with you.But stay not silent,So many things to utter.Say something and see,They are the nectar.For you,Poetry has a bigger picture.Open the door,And stoop over.