As I do not know the name of the flower
I stole these flowers from the garden
I was as much as moved by the look
Equal to the depth of sleep of the warden
Om jay Jagannath. Divine grace composed many four line (four petals), and the unseen devotion is the fifth petal .These are saved in Chandan Argali and wating for the touch of Swami Jagannath
As I do not know the name of the flower
I stole these flowers from the garden
I was as much as moved by the look
Equal to the depth of sleep of the warden
Those who too much believe in the future
They are goat, they are the butcher
By the time future becomes the present
They themselves on the plate of vulture
ପ୍ରତିଯୋଗିତା ହାରିଗଲେ ଚାକିରୀ ନ ପାରେ କରି
ଜଣେ ହେଇପାରେ ମୂଖ୍ୟମନ୍ତ୍ରୀ ନିର୍ବାଚନରେ ହାରି
ଚାକିରିଆ ଭରେ ଶୁଳ୍କ ବେକାରିଆ ଖାଏ ମାଗଣା ଚାଉଳ
ପ୍ରତିରୋଧ କିଏ କରିବ,ବେକରେ ରାଜନୀତିର ଡୋରି
A friend knows the knots and bolts
Does not forget to carry in thoughts
When everyone else makes a story
A friend says these are all small dots
One day one ugly seed
Met the bad smelling soil
Worked to produce a good fruit
To prove nothing is a spoil