Don't forbid confidante,
since I have welcomed him;
death I have surrendered to him
to take the pains of death.
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Destroy those iron gates of prison,
demolisth the blood-stained stony altars
of chain worshipping!
O youthful Shiva,
...
After all, at this late hour,
Beloved!
Like a whirlwind blind with dust
Day and Night
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It was no passing encounter on the street,
dear friend.
It was no momentary conversation
on the side-walk.
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I sing the song
Of equality,
Where all status and class
Become triviality.
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In Garden Plot, O Nightingale, do not
Rock upon this flower stem today;
For these buds swinging in deep sleep,
Unbroken dozing slumber lay.
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In my lotus-lake there remains only the
thorn of the lotus.
When did arise the tremendous noise,
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We are the people who once sacrificed their lives
for truth and righteousness.
We brought to this earth equality and fraternity,
We bound her in a bond of friendliness and unity.
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Thou came to the world, Hazrat!
For the sake of the poor,
And chose the role of fasting
Despite your royal rola!
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Why art thou silent O poet, in the assembly of
flowers?
Why is the face sad and taar-streaked in the
morning breeze?
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