Being embarrassed by
All material anxieties
I am always afraid.
But as you are here
...
I am running with
Eyes closed,
Yet see me,
I never trip
...
I am under you,
I am bringing back
My life, properties
And everything to you.
...
Are not my writings,
Nothing more than,
Disturbance to society?
But I have to write,
...
Here I am offering
All my poetry to you,
That are written
With body, mind words,
...
I am here on my land,
See me, my land is
On the bank of a river,
River of rose-apple juice.
...
ଡାକଲ ବଲି ଗଲୁଁ
ହେଲେ ଦେଖ ତ
ପଦେ କଥା ଭି
ନେଇଁ କହେଲ
...
My talking to you,
Itself is an act of love.
My presence here,
Itself is the symbol of truth.
...
I see myself
As the central object of
Satisfaction when
There is my mother with me,
...