Styles: English, Odia, Translated.
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Whatever you give, you go out,
All your donations are great,
All your donations,
I said, as I said,
Vogue and torture standards. ... (1)

Give birth to me in the world,
Why did you bring it, Lord?
What duty do I have, do all things,
Unknowingly, Vibhu. ... (2)

Tell me, come on,
There will be no confusion,
The stone face, the mirage match,
It's a mistake to count. ... (3)

Wherever you look, there are many ways,
Tell me which way to go,
Whichever way I go, meet you
There will be a Baikuntha groom. ... (4)

Torture pains, all tolerated,
The rest is up,
O god of the soul, O silent face,
Devkigo cheated me. ... (5)

Whatever you give, you go out,
All your donations are great,
All your donations. ... (6)

Sadly, his heart burns in solitude to God.

• Poem by Snigdharani Sahoo
• Image by Sasin Tipchai from Pixabay