Gajanan Mishra Poems

A piece of iron is not fire,
But let the iron is made red-hot,
And through its burning capacity
It acquired the quality of fire.
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ସବୁ ଭିତରେ ମୁଁ
ଆଉ ମୋ ଭିତରେ ସବୁ ।

ବଂଚିଛି ମୁଁ ।
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Truth is not multiforms,
Though formless.
Truth is everywhere,
And we are in truth,
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No need to wait
For tomorrow.
See the present life
And take actions
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ଦେଖେଁ ମୁଁ

ମୋ ଭିତରେ
ସମସ୍ତଙ୍କୁ ଦେଖେଁ ମୁଁ ।
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ପ୍ରେମ, ନୁହେଁ କାମ ।
ଜୀବନ ।

ଜୀବନ ଯାଉଛି
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ଜଳକ୍ରୀଡା
ଚୁପ୍,
ନିରେଖି ଦେଖିବାକୁ ହେବ
ଚାଲିଛି କେମିତି କୋଉଠି
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I am nothing
But an idea.
I am nothing
But a word.
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Enemies are
Necessary good.
First salute
Your enemies.
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Free will,
Free bird,
Free life,
But we are
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