I told you, be quiet..
I am not a poet,
Not a writer,
Not a philosopher,
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Let me die a little—slowly and slowly,
Many a time escaped narrowly -so narrowly
I am a Dove, a Vulture and well cultured,
The holy heart has been captured,
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Strengthen your spine and get up without fear
Then you will find, what Lord do, O my dear!
I know-Those who wake up they are sure to get
Those who sleep, they lose; they curse the fate
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Whenever I felt my freedom-I became a slave,
My thought binds me puts me in unknown cave,
Deep darken cave with no way out-complete trap,
My thought again awakes me with new, with clap,
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Dreams are like balloon -
Either inflates or blasts,
It's never remains swollen,
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When the snowy heart with gloomy agony melts
Then dream scatters with dying stony breath pelts
Ah! Night brings the dew to breathe the hope lightly
This is the life and hope that sprouts shining spritely
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Life is an art,
'Tis the desire,
Sometimes like a spacecraft,
Sometimes worst than bullock-cart,
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One day all have to depart,
Away from the human eyes,
Although I'll not be here,
My presence will be felt,
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I know there lays a box un- opened
Un-attended in the junk house
There is device hidden, unknown
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