Embrace me with your arms, I know.
You know my beauty, my character,
My charm and bravery.
What you see and what you hear,
All are the truth here.
I have nothing to conceal, my dear.
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About poetry,
Anything.Let me clear,So far poetry is concerned,It is all beyond my reach,Beyond the reach ofMy mind, body, and words.Leave me,Permit me to leave.I know this world of poetryIs not mine, andI am not convincedWhat mystery there in poetry.
ସାପ ଗଛରେ
ସାପ ଗଛରେ ।ନିଆଁରେ ଗଛ,ମୋ ଭାଇ, ସ୍ତ୍ରୀ,ବନ୍ଧୁବାନ୍ଧବ, ପୁତ୍ର, କନ୍ୟା,ରକ୍ତ ସଂପର୍କୀୟ ଯେତେକଛଟପଟ ସବୁ ।ନାହିଁ ଆଉ କୁଆଡକୁବାଟ ।ଆରକ୍ଷୀଦଳ ନୀରବ,ପାଣି ପବନ ନୀରବ ।ଆକାଶ ଖୋଲା,ସହରରେ ନାହାନ୍ତି ଲୋକ ।ଶେଷ ଯାତ୍ରା ।
Sweet spring came
And utteredSo many wordsBut see meI am a foolI could notUnderstand A B C.Sweet spring cameAnd it was notAnyone’s fault.And to explainEverything in detailsI am not fond of salt.With sweet thingsCame the springAnd told usWith bitter meaning.All days we feltRough roads andWe measured our ownStrength.All I understoodNot the truthThat’s all for you.
In this era of shortages,
Our capital, our kindness,Our production inThe backdrop of lifespan.Correct investment of timeMost important for factor.But we care not this one,For the reason not known.We are not clear about ourImport and export system-The most problem creator.And still, we stay and weAllowed all to enter the area.
And say
And watchWhere fromAnd where toIt is going.Forget everythingWhile going andComing.By forceYou cannot takeAnything.From hereTo thereYou may push yourselfTo get a feelingBut you cannotCross the limit.
What is that?
Still thereWith us.Progress –A misnomer.Budget –Without expectation.