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Sarsara the New Fable

Life is like a flower this does blossom ever. 
Visiting such a nice village I forget never. 
So much of love you give I cannot compare. 
I am much thankful, oh Sarsara as you care.

Air gives freshness, soil feels new breeze,
Standing in your lap, I see ever green trees.
Please you tell me fable, I am very stable,
Cable of love ties us, I see mirror on table.

Able I am by your bless to stand near you,
Oh Sarsara! Wisdom you give is pure new.
Dew of new dawn adores joy of the dusk,
Busk I hear in street, it greets giving musk.

Husk, removing from fruit you give sweet,
Eat, we eagerly, we are fortunate to meet.
Beet you offer, you offer roots and crops,
Farmers are ever happy getting rain drops. 

Stops, a visitor to see, your beauty more,
Door is opened of my heart you are in core.
Store I memory, feeling lucky is sun light,
God is graceful, he makes our lives bright.

© Pintu Mahakul, 11 September 2016. All rights reserved.
My Note: Sarsara pronounced as Sar-Sa-raa is name of a village and meaning of Sarsara is union of soul with God. This poem is written as a tribute to villagers and village Sarsara situated in Western part of Bonai Sub-division of Sundargarh district in Odisha state of India.

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Thank You Bank

You keep money secure thank you bank
Financial institution you are high is rank.
Accepting deposits you create credits see,
Honey is collected too flower thanks bee.

Keeping people happy you share interest,
This may be compound this may simplest.
Bearing mortgages also you provide loan,
At due time you collect due is too known.

Of their current liabilities under torsion
Liquid assets are equal to only a portion.
Under policy of special gazette of nation,
Fractional reserve banking rules relation.

Liquidity in minimum capital you ensure,
Basel accords base you then us you assure.
Moving around you I observe the bankers,
In material life money matters say anchors.

Diamond you keep, silver you keep gold,
In safe locker all keep ornaments do hold.
Old you are new you are I hold inner core,
Values, virtues are my wealth feels chore. 

Management of selfless banking is shown.
Safe banking I do on line on myself own,
I am soul the original bank of power light,
Supervisor of my bank is God is very right.

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After Waiting For

After waiting for long time,
Finally I have collected.
My original degree certificate,
Smile floats on face more.

Being Doctor of Philosophy,
In Business Administration
I was waiting for this convocation
Finally this arrived with joy.

Passing through time of research,
Investing mind's attention,
Affection grew for Business Studies,
Process was completed by efforts.

Spirituality serves human resources,
Being spiritual we grow positively,
Rectifying organizational attitudes,
Employees tolerate pressure.

Now in journey of higher degree,
I am busy in Post-Doctoral research,
Already going to complete one year,
I hope to become Doctor of Literature.

By his mercy I have completed,
Beloved father of heaven is graceful,
God shows me destination, I proceed,
I feel his presence in my mind.

By his command in inner heart,
I feel emotion and love to serve,
This degree of Doctor of Philosophy
I dedicate to God, I nod in his lotus feet. 

© Pintu Mahakul, 10, March 2017. All rights reserved.

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Happy Birthday Dear Friend

Sun is closer more dear you see reflection,
Moon is blossomed in garden in affection.
Direction of love flows toward only you,
I wish you happy birthday in joy’s view.

Dew of morning talks few gems give joy,
Very cute very lovely oh sun you are boy.
Enjoy this new light wisdom is so bright,
May God bring fortune you walk in right.

Write your future, coming is ahead noon,
Feel at every moment God is giving boon.
Soon you open your door of heart’s core,
I am wishing you happy birth-day more.

Score you again more, more you do earn,
Write new, new news reporting you learn.
Turn you bring in life, dazzle whole day,
Pay your attention oh dear see sea’s bay.

Way far with moving courage you walk,
Talk you do in sweetness, in love you talk.
God is merciful he is our beloved saviour,
In his mercy we build beautiful behaviour. 

© Pintu Mahakul, 14 January 2017. All rights reserved.
My Note: This poem is written as a birthday tribute to one of my friends of Cuttack on occasion of his birthday during festival of Makara Samkranti. This is written in Odisha, India and dedicated to the people of the world.

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From Gandam To London All Sing Your Glory

Oh dear merciful Father of Heaven, our God,
Devotion brings faith, for knowledge we nod.
A little clay lamp in remote village gives light,
Street light shines in city, street looks so bright.
Night tells here light story,
From Gandam to London all sing your glory.

Flower in deep forest does blossom of its own,
City flower smiles getting care, joy seed is sown. 
Village or city it exists inside your lovely garden,
By your mercy soul incarnates, you ever pardon.
Mumbles your name dory,
From Gandam to London all sing your glory.

In crowd still soul moves alone many days,
As per action fruit is fixed cosmic law stays.
Enjoying fruit of action by virtue or by sin,
A person becomes happy or in agony thin. 
By mercy moves life lorry, 
From Gandam to London all sing your glory.

Alone soul reaps fruit joy and pain or sorrow
Getting wisdom a person never wills to borrow,
Taking debt if he travels to next life’s birth,
Again comes to pay back at time to this Earth.
Your laws are vibratory, 
From Gandam to London all sing your glory.

In deep forest in each leaf, is written your name,
In each light ray we feel your mercy and fame,
It grows more to get light in deep forest a tree,
Tranquillity or silence brings peace, we feel free.
A sage in forest gets satori, 
From Gandam to London all sing your glory.

Perseverance brings success, feels here soul,
Energy is your light, ever he achieves goal.
Never we fail to work ever eagerly we sing,
We know oh dear father, fortune you bring.
You have gifted us territory,
From Gandam to London all sing your glory.

Large night does not able to fight with light,
Little lantern glows bright, night cries in fright.
Light is your mercy, light is your wisdom joy,
Righteousness is powerful beneficial as soy.
Wisdom breaks horror gory,
From Gandam to London all sing your glory.

Copyright © Pintu Mahakul, 13 November 1997. All rights reserved.
 
My Note: This poem is from pen of 1997 written in early teenage. This is dedicated to the people of the world. Ganadm is name of a village. Meaning of the word Gandam is Garden of God, the place of enlightenment, the primitive forest which naturally looks like garden, the habitat of primitive people. (Gan-Adam) While we break the word Ga-n-dam the meaning comes as in Korean language similar word Gandan means simplicity or briefness. In Roman Urdu similar word Gandmm means Wheat. As per South Indian language of Telugu, Gandam refers to tree and forest.  Word Satori means sudden enlightenment.

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Crown of Convocation

Who is whispering? We are in conversation,
We are feeling lucky attending convocation.
Happiness is going up and is coming down,
With glitter of joy we have embraced crown.

We fathom this black gown down toward top,
Furs of this cap fly and  beauty does not stop.
Standing pensive I think of, of my past work,
Research benefits us, wisdom breaks murk. 

How difficult it was really research operation,
We were waiting, finally arrived convocation.
Getting Doctor of Philosophy after duration,
Subject is very nice Business Administration.

Berhampur University has conferred degree,
In ceremony governor of Odisha does agree.
He is Chancellor of University top of power,
God is our Super father, he does empower. 

© Pintu Mahakul, 10 March 2017, All rights reserved.

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I Must Call You

Oh my dear pal you are just like moon
You wait my dear I must call you soon.
Little light calm time is sparking night,
Oh my dear pal moon you are joy bright.

Fight we do not more I love you darling,
Up above the capital sky you are starling.
Singing you are calling you are I do know
Snow has reflected moon, in love I glow.

I am melting much more soon you do feel
I have forgiven all your mistakes I do seal.
In absence of your mother I play her role,
A true friend is just like mom feels whole.

Come on my palms dear come in my hug,
I must fondle I must dandle in a love jug.
Singer I am of affection you are a singer,
Stranger I may be I am love bliss bringer.

Ringer you can never be as I play drum,
Please call urgent message you send sum
I get your message you call me dear moon,
Praying God for you I must call you soon.

© Pintu Mahakul, 15 October 2016. All rights reserved

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You Rest In Peace

You Rest in Peace Dear Friend's Mom

Purity was your veil of affection for us,
Utterance of yours was tender and right,
Righteousness was your path we followed,
Nobility and motherhood had united in life,
Impressions you left in core of our memories,
Mom you were very lovable, now in mum time
Acceptance of truth was power within you.

Absence of yours has brought river of sorrow,
Grace of God may fall on and you rest in peace,
Reality we feel remembering festival of light,
Ability of resistance you have taught to acquire.
Walking of yours in cosmic path may bloom,
Admit we to this truth of your adventures demise,
Lustre of eternity you gain soon to incarnate again.

Copyright © Pintu Mahakul, 25 October 2017. All rights reserved. 
Note: This poem in Acrostic form is created and written as a tribute to my friend Bikash Agrawal’s Mother Late Smt. Purnima Agrawal of Bargarh, India, on this date of 25th October 2017, on her seventh day of funeral after her demise on 19th October 2017, the day of Festival of Light that is the day of Diwali. This poem is created as a poem of condolence to my friend and his family members on the occasion of seventh day after death of his beloved mother. This is originally created in English

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Melting Love

I see you are so calm thank you darling
Bringing Love you have come starling.
I melt more in calmness you do share,
You have come near a window to care. 

This night hankers for love I feel soon,
You are cute lover of mine dear moon.
Jealous this night has become you see,
Now you are flower and I am honey bee.

Obstacle is this window still open is door,
You are there I am here I shall kiss more.
Miss I do not at all you are near me sure,
I am little ill in love you touch me to cure. 

© Pintu Mahakul , 27 September 2016. All rights reserved.

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I Am Disciple of God

He is truth, his wisdom is good,
Learning breaks very hard wood.
Motherhood of his ever gives love,
Fatherhood is lovely, trust is glove.
Before him I do nod,
I am disciple of God.

I feel truth is in point he is ocean,
By his command time is in motion.
Lotion of his wisdom heals mind,
Our eternal father is very kind.
By grace smiles sod,
I am disciple of God.

No one is full in material world,
By his wisdom now I am furled.
He is full of wisdom nice teacher,
God is only our Super Preacher.
I am new ripen pod
I am disciple of God. 

Body is my house body is a car,
I am soul I am light I drive it far.
Easily vices cannot motivate me,
I do not fall in greed danger I see. 
I carry wisdom rod,
I am disciple of God. 

I do love peace; I do not like war,
In father’s lap I like to play more,
Pouring wisdom he does dandle,
Candle I light, fragrant is sandal.
Positive is each odd,
I am disciple of God. 

I am a peaceful soul, peace power,
In his garden I am eternal flower.
I am point in form in golden light,
Hour to hour I glow very bright. 
Wisdom does a prod,
I am disciple of God. 

Splendour of his wisdom is in trust,
Following father we gain this must.
Dust shines in light it becomes gold,
God gives us boon in unlimited fold
My life here is trod,
I am disciple of God. 

© Pintu Mahakul, 19 April 1999. All rights reserved.

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