WORLD IS ONEA POEM WITHOUT BORDERS
FROM A COLLEGE NOTEBOOK, INTO THE WORLD

I am free
to dream.

ମୋତେ ସପ୍ନ ଦେଖିବାକୁ ମନା ନାହିଁ

Creativity has always been part of my life—in the organisations I shape, the software I build, the poems I write, and the spaces I create. This Odia poem from my college years is now finding its melody, and new voices across languages.

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A poem by Ahimanikya Satapathy

A potter shaping a clay vessel that opens into a moonlit mountain landscape
Shaping a little world. Leaving room for a dream.
102language journeys
30original & adapted texts
72texts awaiting contributions
9languages with playable media
WHERE THE DREAM BEGAN

The canvas changes.
The dream stays.

I’ve always nurtured creativity in whatever I do. Shaping an organisation, building software, writing a poem or creating a space all come from the same impulse: to give an idea a form that people can experience.

A space can speak its own language. I’ve tried to make my office a place that makes people happy. Poetry reaches people in another way, carrying feelings that can bring us closer.

This poem began in Odia during my college years, before 1993. I later shared my writing on Ahimanikya Kabita Prusta. With help from AI, the poem has found a new form in music and video. This page invites you to bring your language, your voice and your care to it—so the feeling can travel further.

The Pause, refined print of artwork by Ahimanikya Satapathy

The Pause

Let the afternoon wait.

Ahimanikya Satapathy
A DREAM OTHERS CAN BUILD ON

Let the feeling travel further.

For poets, musicians and filmmakers: explore the words, cultural choices and production notes. Adapt the poem in your own way, with credit and care. The shared baseline leaves room for every language to find its voice.

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“free to weave your dreams with mine.”

From the English adaptation of I Am Free to Dream
THIS IS AN INVITATION

A language is a living culture.

Bring the language you call home. Offer a phrase that feels more natural, share a listening note, or sing the poem in your own way. We’ll shape each version together, with care and credit for every contribution.

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The Witness, refined print of artwork by Ahimanikya Satapathy

The Witness

A face turned toward light, holding the silence of time.

Ahimanikya Satapathy