Rice And Rice Poem by Gajanan Mishra

New rice,
Rice and rice
For life.
But life is
Not only
For rice.

We cook and
We all eat rice,
Rice and rice
A short thin
White or brown grain,
A grain from
A plantgrows
On wet land
In my country.

Rice and rice
Festival, new
We observe every year
On this day
Like today
Auspicious one
On fifth day
Of bright moon
In the month of
Bhadrava falls on
August-Sept of
English calender.

And it is called
'Nabarnna' or
Nuakhai in western parts of
Odisha,India.
Mother earth is being
Worshipped in different names
All over the area.

Brothers sisters
Relatives all come together
And make merry
For the new crops.

They sing dance together,
Life is so charming
So rich each one admits.
No sorrow but joy
All over.