Satya Prakash
English Poem

A Morsel Of Rice

Love my nation

Love thy people

Love thy literature

The ‘Odiya’ my mother- tongue

The proudest medium of expression

And communication, as an sanskrit born

Obliged,not that made my expression

So soften and lovely together

Because of……..

Owe to them, received from

Alms, a morsel of RICE

That’s the art of living, art of love

And very purpose of my life

Paying back, today, all these

Sharing it among you all

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