The Parsis,
I think about them,
Their goodness and contribution,
Their dislocation and displacement,
...
Under the burkha
Is hidden a moon,
The fair full moon
Under the patches of clouds
...
The terracotta plates,
The terracotta plates baked
And made from clay,
Feminine and filial
...
Dam maro dam, sing you
To take in ganja
From a clayware,
A clay pipe
...
Ganja, ganja,
Ganja piyo aur mast raho,
Ganja, ganja,
Dam maro dam,
...
Kajarare nayanon she
Esh tarh
Mat dekhiye,
Mujhe dar lagata hain,
...
How will it be
My villa
On Mars,
The Red Planet
...
In my poetry
The aliens
Talk to me,
The wayfarers
...
Just for to be modern
He started
Taking cigars
But when short of money
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