In search of light,
I am going always.
I am going always,
In search of light.
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How red is the sun?
How black is the night?
Poets paint
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A poet sees
Everyone within him
And he places himself
Within everyone.
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Land is for native,
Said by poet Mehta Hasmukh Amathlal.
Land is for native
And the poet said again
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The nation is for the native,
The native are there to elect
Their representatives to frame
Laws for them. The Govt is for
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Who are you, my dear?
And why are you coming here?
See me, how I enjoy my life
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Where is heaven, that
I don't know,
But I know,
Where there is my mother,
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For the soul there is neither birth nor death.
As a person discarding worn-out clothes,
Puts on new ones, so an embodied soul,
Casting off old bodies,
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