Gajanan Mishra Poems

Mo sadhana mo bhasha
Mo jibana, mo pruthibi.

Mo jibanare mate
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An incompetent king is abandoned by the subjects,
A penniless person is abandoned by prostitutes,
A teacher is abandoned by the students after education,
A tree is abandoned by the birds when fruits are gone,
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Sing the song of life, dear,
Sing the song.
Singing is not a news,
But news is why you are
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I have my own way of
Understanding the truth,
It is true.
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What is happiness
In this life?
And what is life?
To get love
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In grief
Being separated
From the truth.
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କୋମଳ ପଥର
କଣ କହେ?
ମୂଲ୍ୟବାନ
କଣ ଏଠାରେ?
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Forest fire,
Wind and fire,
Life and desire.
Bull and serpent,
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Palm tree,
Oh yes, I like it.

Elephant and mountain,
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In my heart -
No one else,
But you, dear.
You lay dormant
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