Lust Vavroovahana Patra
Oh God!
How wondrous is thy Creation!
Ye created a mysterious
Magnificent beautiful Earth,
In all the animates human beings, animals and
Plants created mirth.
Endowed the Earth with
Beautiful blossoms, foliages
and flowers;
Ye fulfilled through Nature,
the human creatures’ desires.
Ye created ascetics, saints, hermits in the lap of Nature;
Oh Alas!
The saints become monsters,
Sleeping on the bed of luxury in palatial
Buildings, hankering after women and wine,
health and wealth being slave to lust,
fulfil the transient desire for a little pleasure.
Oh Lord Siva!
Thy creation cries with cruelty and tension,
Poet’s pen tutters for a beautiful depiction.
Oh God!
The world runs after wealth,
Human beings entangle in corruption;
In each family
Reigns misunderstanding, corruption & tension.
Population growth is rampant,
One hundred and twenty one corers of people live in India
Without peace and tranquillity,
In people’s mind pervades
No delight, gaiety, sanctity, serenity & purity.
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OCEAN OF GAIETY Vavroovahana Patra
Mother Mahalaxmee appears with wealth;
In poor people’s mind plays waves of mirth.
Wealth comes with hard labour;
It provides peace, pleasure, contentment to all creatures;
Earth smiles with the appearance of Mother;
She is the operator of all creatures.
Plants smile with the desire of Mother;
People provided with food, garment, shelter live with pleasure.
Mother eradicates India’s poverty;
All citizens enchant with delight.
Mother shows devotees the right way;
In devotees’ mind plays waves of gay.
Mother smiles on the paddy plants;
Fulfils all people’s wants.
Appears on the green creepers;
She is the Deity of all creatures.
Mother blesses on the cosy rosy flowers;
Loves lotus flowers.
Loves flowers and fruits;
Her bliss is a brook of Delight.
Mother loves sanctity;
Loves purity.
Loves non-violence, love, fraternity;
She is an Ocean of Gaiety.
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S P R I N G
S P R I N G
Spring appears on Earth;
In creatures minds pervades mirth;
Red, white, yellow roses congratulate
The appearance of Queen Spring with merriment;
Vernal breeze blows with insanity
from the firmament.
Sun God smiles in the western horizon;
Beautiful magnificent alluring
attracting looks God’s creation.
Cosy Sun ray falls on the Earth;
In plants and creatures play waves of mirth.
Cuckoo’s melody from the distant mango groves
reverberates in the firmament;
In poet’s mind pervades charm, glamour, inspiration,
enthusiasm and merriment.
Melodious brook flows down the mountain with gay;
She enchants with the cosy touch of Sun ray.
Nature is a Heavenly Fairy allures the poets and the
Earthy creatures;
With profound peace, purity, pleasure
She fulfils their desires.
God’s Nature is a Divine Deity;
In all innocent poets, chaste women, devotees
minds she plays waves of delight.
VAVROOVAHANA PATRA
NABARANGPUR
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Who Made Hell?
Who made hell
God has made the earth an other heaven
Beautiful land, mountain, rivers and ocean
Wonderful creatures, plants, birds, animals,
Day and night, air; to subsist lot of materials.
He created human, to protect this heaven,
Then why human is perturbing his creation?
Why he is making weapon, gun and canon?
Why creating hatred and killing the human?
To show power, forces others to succumb,
To fill own desire make few of them numb,
For own pleaser causes others to suffer,
For own richness he grabs wealth of others?
To answer the profound question, can you tell
It was a heaven, who made the earth hell?
(c) S.D. Tiwari
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My India
MR VAVROO VAHANA PATRA, ODISHA, INDIA.
(Dedicated to Anna Hazare)
MY INDIA
Majestic are her mountains;
Melodious are her fountains.
Splendid are her vast oceans;
Mysterious is God’s creation.
India is rich in rivers
And beautiful innocent creatures
God endowed Earth with Nature;
This is the art of the Supreme power
Lovely are the flowers & creepers;
Nature fulfils all creatures’ desires.
Birds fly in the sky merrily.
Poets depicts them in verses gaily
Mild breeze blows day & night.
Deities, devotees, poets, live with delight.
My India is an abode of Gods & hermits,
People of all religion live in it.
They live under the umbrella of democracy
Politics works hand-in- hand with bureaucracy
Industrialist providing employment develop the nation
Honest politicians serve the poor in God’s creation
India smiles with many a film industry
Film stars enchant us with their beauty
Co-operation is the pride of Indian citizens
Poets and scientists bring forth new creation.
Thank you jai hind, cell- +919853390060
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Ocean of Purity Vavroovahana Patra
Beautiful Mahanadee flows with gaiety;
In all creatures plays waves of delight.
The vast river mingles in the Ocean;
She magnifies the beauty of creation.
All creatures quench thirst drinking water;
Bathing in the river derive purity, pleasure.
The river smiles in the lap of Nature;
Attracts all creatures, pure for ever.
Hindus, Muslims, Christians bathe in the same water;
All are sisters and brothers.
She penetrates rays of purity in all people of Earth;
The lovely river is an Ocean of mirth.
Sun beam kisses the river, magnifies her beauty;
Her lap is a perennial brook of delight.
Lovers enjoy on the cosy sandy lap of rivers;
Solitude, peace, love reigns for ever.
Poets depict poems, derive inspiration;
She is a fairy, Beauty of God’s creation.
Weary travellers rest a while for peace and pleasure.
The lovely bride contents their desire.
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India- The paradise on Earth
India is the paradise on earth
I admire you the beauty of nature,
As you have created such beautiful creatures
The beautiful sight, the aromatic flowers,
The magnificent animals, and the colourful birds,
To give us courage, will and guts.
Our culture is the most popular one in the world
Every creature in this world appreciate India's culture.
Many foreigners come to India to marry, celebrate festivals
In the small villages, cities and towns.
They never forget it till they wear life's crown
Because India is the paradise on Earth.
Many Gods and Goddesses have incarnated in every eras in India
To rescue the world from destruction
He has fought and taken action
To destroy the destroyer
And to end the danger.
The people of India has made temples in the memory of unforgotable ancestors.
When the visitors visit those famous shrines,
They wash out all their crimes
Because India is the paradise on Earth.
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Mother Mangala: Deity Of Deities
Mother Mangala’s temple beside the
river ‘Prachi’ dazzles with the Sun ray,
Devotees’ mind concentrated, surrendered
Under thy feet with glee, gaiety, souls
bathed with delight feel gay.
From time immemorial, remote past the
Deity of Deities pervades on the tranquil
serene sanctified glaring altar.
The Shrine is endowed, wreathed with
garlands of love, affection and with beautiful
lovely flower.
She blessth the human creatures, deities
Of Heaven as an eternal brook of pleasure,
love and affection.
Diseased, disappointed, rich, poor,
anguished pray thee to free the plight and
tention.
Thy shrine is a Heaven on Earth, Ye
Create in human beings delight and mirth.
Ye shower bliss, benevolence, love affection
Fraternity, purity on human creature,
With thy touch their souls become pure
sitting on the shrine in the lap of nature.
‘Deities of Heaven’ pray before ye to
operate the generation.
The water of “Prachi” river washes thy
feet for ever without hesitation.
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Nature And Poet
Nature is the diet of a poet,
from natural beauty
poet derives immense pleasure,
drinks the nectar from the flowing down
Himalayan hilly stream, fulfils the long cherished
desire, translates into reality
the sweet lovely dream;
The tiny brook dazzles with the morn’s Sun beam.
Oh Lord Siva! Ye reside on ‘Kailash Mountain’;
Beside Ye flows down the magnificent
alluring mysterious
transparent water of the fountain.
Devotees pray thee for a bliss;
from the ‘Abode of peace’
Ye fulfil their desire and wish;
they sleep in the lap of Nature,
receive Nature’s kiss.
Poet is a worshipper, preacher
in the temple of Nature;
With indomitable enthusiasm
pens verses with tranquillity,
serenity, sanctity, being pure.
Man comes and goes;
poet’s verses remain for ever;
As a brook flows down eternally
in the lap of Nature.
Poet’s poem dazzles in golden letters
on the pages of history;
Depicts the Eternal Truth of Earth,
the beauty of Nature,
and the mystery.
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Inspiration
Poet provides pleasure of society in various way;
In human beings provides, penetrates rays of gay.
Provides inspiration;
Is an honest creature is God’s creation.
Poet inspires all categories of people in society;
Encourages them earning properly live with delight.
Through poems tries upliftment of society;
People of all religions, castes live with gaiety.
Poet loves minister’s honesty;
Loves employee’s punctuality.
Derives pleasure from the innocence of cultivator;
Loves to remain in the sweet lap of Nature.
Poet is an honest advisor of society;
From good activities of society derives delight.
Loves woman’s devotion;
Loves beauty of creation.
Poet encourages students to a acquire wisdom;
Depicts verses on the truth of creation.
Loves peace, honest administration;
Depicting poems drinks nectar from the brook of creation.
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Autumn Vavroovahana Patra
Autumn reigns on Earth;
In all creatures plays waves of mirth.
Chilly breeze blows on Earth;
People enjoy the beauty with mirth.
Green paddy plants smile in the lap of Nature;
Goddess operates the lives of all creatures.
Is the Deity of all Deities;
Is our Almighty.
Creatures surrender on mother’s feet;
She is our lives savior, delight.
Provides duty;
Chanting hymns we live with gaiety.
Beauteous looks Autumn firmament.
In all creatures plays waves of merriment;
Silvery cloudy play in the sky;
In poet’s mind plays gay.
Earth looks beautiful;
Creatures are delightful.
Pray goddess gleefully;
Surrender on the Rosy feet gaily.
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Crematorium
Crematorium, the Eternal Truth
Keeps the account of death,
the Eternal Truth,
Eternal souls
perish from this transient earth.
The fire of the crematorium
Sings the glory, dignity of
Eternal soul with glee and mirth.
The pebbles, the dust, the tinny bushes,
the tulsi plant are pure and sanctified,
awaits for human souls,
beloved’s life leaving behind the lover,
she is a devastating deity
remains on the river valley for ever.
All the human beings get the icy touch of death;
the melody of crematorium
reverberates in the mild breeze
touching the pure “Indravati’s” water
blaming the human life’s birth.
Man comes to go,
“Indravati” goes on for ever, she is the witness
of all the souls’ departure, dazzles, smiles with
the mystery of earth with
glittering transparent water.
Man commits mischief
Being aware of death’s call.
Worldly attachment, entertainment makes him
blind, hesitates to dedicate his life
for the service of the poor, destitute
hoards money for future,
desires to remain behind wealth’s wall.
Oh God! How wonderous is thy creation!
The beggar begs from door to door
to reap the result of past life,
the rich enjoys in palatial
buildings with wine and woman
freeing his transient tension,
though life is uncertain.
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Sight Of The Beautiful
My God what a beautiful sight, its the most beautiful I have ever seen. My Lord it is amazing what you can created by just saying simple words. Sometimes in life things can be simple but other times there that can be a hail storm on a sunny day. Many say that life is hard and death is simple, for as life comes with complication, death comes with freedom of letting go. Oh God, My God oh is this so beautiful, beautiful the stars in the night shy, beautiful as the pillar of creation, beautiful as the earth from the moon, and beautiful as a first kiss. My God Oh God how is this so beautiful? For such simple words as "let there be" can alter into reality, what all of earth should see, something that you have created just for me. Oh God, My God I love you so, for you have showed me the way to all that is beautiful. Oh God, My God for this you are beautiful, as beautiful as a rainbow in the lunar shy, those are rare to see, but so is the one whose eyes are on the sparrow. The things make you beautiful my Lord, and your beauty keeps me going, to see tomorrow, to see another day, to see everyday, and to eventually see you. Oh God My God you created beauty in its magnificence, and you never demand anything in return, only ask to return our love by loving. For we are created by of love, out of love, for the purposes of love, and that you, nay We can not be more beautiful. Oh God My God what a beautiful sight.
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Fragrance Jasmine ` Vavroovahana Patra
Beautiful silvery woman endowed with a garland of jasmines passes on the way;
The peerless heavenly beauty of the fairy, the fragrance of jasmines brings gay.
Wavy curly crisp hair pervades waves of enchantment;
In poet’s mind plays waves of merriment.
The beauty allures, enthuses the poet with profound pleasure;
Poet’s mind concentrates on the beauty, thinks a beautiful creation is joy for ever.
The Beauty entices with the twinkling of eye;
Poet derives profound pleasure, love affection, gay.
The Beauty is a Deity on Earth;
Is a melodious brook of mirth.
Evaporates the worries, anxieties pervading the fragrance of jasmines with loving conversation for ever;
Beautiful is the creation and unknown creator.
The Beauty of Beauties is the unknown Deity;
Is the Delight of Delights.
God’s omnipresence reveals, pervades through Beauty;
She is a sweet lovely melodious Brook of Delight.
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Prachi Vavroovahana Patra
Prachi is beautiful;
Birds play on both sides are delightful.
Her water is pure;
Flows with a muttering in the lap of Nature.
At Kakatapur Prachi flows delightfully;
All creatures bathe in the river pleasantly.
Bathes the cosy feet of mother affectionatively;
All devotes enjoy the beauty devotionally.
From time immemorial Prachi flows in the lap of Nature gleefully;
Magnifies the beauty of Nature pleasantly.
Provides water to all creatures;
Creatures live with pleasure.
Prachi is a Deity on Earth;
Bathing in the chilly water all derive mirth.
Allures women, men in morning;
Purifies the souls of human beings, the morn is delighting.
Peace reigns in the lap of Prachi daily;
Women, men, guys, girls enjoy the beauty gaily.
Devotees bathe in the water peacefully;
Mind is filled with peace eternally.
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Politicians Vavroovahana Patra
Politicians exploit the people of the country;
Hoarding money, remain in palatial building with delight.
Poor people die with plight;
Politicians say India is a country of prosperity.
Without providing food to the poor entertain day and night;
Do not feel all are sons and daughters of Almighty.
Widow laments for food day and night;
The family remain in hunger with plight.
Politicians forget their ideology of sacrifice;
Remain away Divine Bliss.
Entangle in bribe and corruption;
Enhance society’s tension.
A good politician thinks upliftment of society;
Derives peace observing poorman’s smile and delight.
A good politician derives peace serving the patient;
Lives in peace with merriment.
Good politician is blessed with Divine power;
God blesses him with peace, pleasure.
Service to human beings is service to Divinity;
All are sons and daughters of the same Almighty.
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Rain
Untimely Rain provides displeasure;
Uneasy feel the creature.
Blossoms, flowers do not smile gleefully;
People do not function duty enthusiastically.
Haze covers the Earth;
Creatures live without mirth.
Chilly breeze brings plight;
Devotees smiles without delight.
Cloudy weather destroys vernal beauty;
All desire touch of sun ray with gaiety.
Nature is displeased with activities of creatures;
She hesitates to satisfy their desires.
Vines becomes sensitive in such a weather;
Pains creatures through fever.
Sun ray brings pleasure;
Contents all the creatures.
Flowers smile delightfully with sun’s ray;
In all creatures plays waves of gay.
People enchant delightfully;
Plants smile gaudily.
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Flower Vavroovahana Pa
Flower blossoms naturally;
Beautifies nature silently.
Pervades fragrance in air;
Allures bees with pleasure.
Dazzles with sun beam;
Bees collect honey forms flowers’ stream.
Does not hesitate to flow honey;
Has made the Nature flowery.
She smiles in the lap of Nature;
Enchants the minds of poets with pleasure.
Poet’s derive inspiration;
Enjoy the beauty of creation.
A tiny flower is endowed with beauty;
Allures lovers with gaiety.
Beautiful flower tranquilises mind daily;
Deities enjoy the beauty gaily.
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Peace
Beautiful looks ‘Patitapavana Bana’(Temple’s Flag) from a distant;
In devotees pervades rays of love, merriment.
Chanting hymns devotees dance with joy;
Devotees surrender on the lotus feet with gay.
The supreme power is the Director, operator of the universe.
Creatures exist on Earth with his bliss.
Stars twinkle in the sky;
Plants, creatures live with gay.
Moon smiles in the distant firmament;
In Earthy creatures plays waves of merriment.
Beauteous looks the distant mountain;
Beauteously flows the wavy dazzling fountain.
Purity, sanctity, serenity, tranquility reigns on the shrine;
Devotees enjoy the beauty as drunkards to wine.
Cordiality, fraternity embraces the devotees;
In devotees plays lightening delight.
God embraces the real devotee;
Provides Eternal peace, Delight.
God’s temple is the Heaven on Earth;
Eternally smiles the temple, a brook of mirth.
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Sacred Shrine Vavroovahana Patra
Sacred Shrine of mother Bhandara Gharanee attracts devotees;
Solitude reigns on the shrine providing delight.
Sanctified devotees surrender on mother’s feet;
Serenity of the temple allures devotees with delight.
Simple women, men offer light on the altar;
Silent devotees offering fragrance of incense stick content desire.
Sanctity of the shrine entices chaste women delightfully;
Solitary poet chants mother’s hymns devotionally.
Spring plays on the shrine enthusiastically;
Sanctum of sanctorum smiles with the Deity.
Sandal’s fragrance provides devotion, gaiety;
Saints chant mother’s hymns with delight.
Sages meditate on the altar day and night;
Singers sing mother’s songs with delight.
Sisters and brothers enjoy the beauty with pleasure;
Showering blossoms of blessings on devotees fulfills desires.
Students pray mother for education;
Stream of her bliss flows from the creation.
Sky is transparent beautiful;
Smile of mother encourages devotees to be dutiful.
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OCEAN OF LOVE Vavroovahana Patra
Lord Jagannath’s Bada Deula is an Ocean of love, delight;
Devotees surrender on Bhagavan’s feet with gaiety.
Bhagaban attracts all devotees of Earth;
Puri, the Vaikuntha on Earth is a brook of mirth.
All the Deities adorn the temple-shrine;
The devotees drink the nectar of love as drunkards to wine.
Brother Valabhadra, sister Subhadra adorn the altar;
The temple is an Ocean of Nectar.
Monsters become devotees on the Shrine;
Criminals become saints drinking the nectar of love’s wine.
Sinners pray jagannath to cross the Ocean of tears;
Bhagavan pardons the sinners, fulfils their desires.
Deities and devotees sing the Glory of Jangannath;
He is an Ocean of love, peace and mirth.
Jagannath is the Generator, Operator, Director of all creatures;
Showering Peace contents all Bhaktas’ desire.
Chanting Bhagavana’s name poets derive salvation;
Depicting verses enjoy the beauty of creation.
Bhagavan is a friend of innocent creatures;
He is the Director of this vast Nature.
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