Goutam Buddha

Your life is like that

Goutam Buddha.

He lost her mother

As a childhood.

And grew up in her

Mother-in-laws arm.

Her affection was so tied

To grow up small to big.

You read the text and

Gained a lot of fame.

But the poor service was

Taken as a vow in life.

You left your wife and

Your only sick son

And went to work for

The next good.

One son was killed

And the other was killed.

All the sons were found

And become a world empire.

Blessed is your selfless

Sacrifice for Goutam Buddha.

Blessed are you for this land

Of our state Odisha.

O" poor servant Utkal mani

Gopabandhu Das

We salute you always.