In our acquainted circle
There are many unscrupulous people
Who can cause all kinds of toxic action
Make the heart wounded and broken
By their louder but untrue statement Psychic harm and ill treatment .
These wounds can never be healed
Bad memories can never be sealed .
In spite of their cruel assault
These people deserved to be bethought .
As forgetting them is out of reach
Regardless of the Experts' preach .-
ସକାଳ ପକ୍ଷୀ ର ଡାକ
କରେ ପ୍ରତିଧ୍ୱନିତ ସାରା ମୂଲକ ।
ସତେ ଅବା ଜଣେ ଅତି ଆପଣାର ଲୋକ
ଆତ୍ମୀୟତା ସହ କରେ ସଚେତନ
ସଜାଡ଼ି ନେବାକୁ ଆହତ ମନ
ତ୍ୟାଗ କରି ଯେତେ ସବୁ ଅଭିମାନ ।
ସମ୍ପାଦନ କରିବାକୁ ନିର୍ଦ୍ଦିଷ୍ଟ ଦାୟିତ୍ଵ
ଗଢ଼ିବାକୁ ସୁଉଚ୍ଚ ବୃକ୍ଷ ପରି ମହତ୍ୱ
କର୍ତ୍ତବ୍ୟ କୁ ଦେଇ ଗୁରୁତ୍ବ ।
ସକାଳ ପକ୍ଷୀ ର ଡାକ ଅଟେ ବଡ଼ ଶୁଭ
ମଣିଷ ଜୀବନକୁ କରଇ ଦୁର୍ଲ୍ଲଭ
ହୋଇଯିବା ପୂର୍ବରୁ ସଂପୂର୍ଣ୍ଣ ନିଷ୍ପ୍ରଭ ।-
If my shadow could speak
It would shriek
To promise to be there
With me at everywhere .
To hold my hand during hard time
In my life 's grime .
It would declare it's love openly
Nurture me during misery .
It would never abandon me in anger
For being such a platonic partner .
It would feel my pain and grief
And strengthen my existence and belief .
Though itself is a brooding loner
But the best companion, a true lover .
It would pour out it's heart
Whenever it finds me in discomfort.
Alas ! the shadow is wordless
So I ask God for my numbness
To live without a real person
Who can show little concern .-
Beyond the horizon
There may be a land of perfect condition
Where the dwellers may not own
Manipulating intention ,
Disordered ,weird passion ,
Misguiding information ,
Sinful sense of destruction
And an outlandish alienation .
Beyond the horizon
Human souls may be in cordial situation ,
Harmonious relation ,
May enjoy higher level of satisfaction
By taking smarter decision.
Beyond the horizon
The inhabitants may wait for a dawn
Of genuine Human Civilization .-
Resentment is a long lasting disappointment
Emerges out of one's unfair treatment.-
Who helps with full of zest
To make a suitable quest ,
To accomplish the best ,
As well as to worship and rest .
So Sunday is that guest
Who is never weighed as a pest .-
ବିରହୀ ର ମନ ତଳେ ଅଜସ୍ର ସ୍ମୃତି
ଥାକ ଥାକ କରି ରଖେ ସାଇତି
ଫିକା ପଡେ ସବୁ ଅନୁରାଗ ଓ ପ୍ରୀତି
ଅନିଦ୍ରା ରେ ପାହିଥାଏ ରାତି ।
ସତେ କଣ ଏହି ଅନୁଭବ ଦେଇ କରେ ଗତି
ଦୂରେଇ ଦେଇଥିବା ତା'ର ସାଥୀ ।-
ସଭିଙ୍କୁ କରି ଆବୃତ୍ତ
ଜୀବନ କରେ ଅସ୍ତବ୍ୟସ୍ତ ।
ଖରା କରିଛି ଆତଙ୍କିତ ।
ପାଦ ରୁ ମସ୍ତକ
ତାତି ଡହଡହ ।
ଜଳୁଛି ମଧ୍ୟାହ୍ନ
ସିଝୁଛି ଅପରାହ୍ନ ।
ଏଥିରୁ ହେବାକୁ ମୁକ୍ତ
ବର୍ଷା ପାଇଁ ସହର ଅପେକ୍ଷାରତ ।
ବର୍ଷା ରେ ହୋଇ ସିକ୍ତ
ଉଷୁମ ସହର ହେବ ଉନ୍ମାଦିତ ।-
କାହା ଡାକ ରେ ଆଗେଇ ଆସେ ପାଦ
କିନ୍ତୁ ସେ ଡାକ ରେ କେତେ
ଆତ୍ମୀୟତା ସତେ
ମନରେ ସ୍ୱତଃ ପ୍ରମାଦ ।
ତଥାପି କାହିଁକି କେଜାଣି
ମୁଁ କାନ ଥାଏ ଡେରି
ଶୁଣିବାକୁ ପଦେ ସ୍ନେହ ପୂର୍ଣ୍ଣ କଥା
ଦୂର କରିବାକୁ ମନର ବ୍ୟଥା ।-
The first thing --
To give up the source of wicked power
That imparts negativity .
Enjoy solitude in a silent hour
To ensure and expand positivity .
The second thing --
Give up expecting fairness
As the world makes an evaluation
Of our adequacy and capability
Though unable to take effective action
To maintain honesty and simplicity .-