Their tears tear us apart
Their giggles have cheered us
Right from start.
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Let's sing the freedom song
Along the road of dogma littered dust
Footsteps cracking traditional crust
Steel emerging from the rust
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Every morning, the bed wakes up
On me; in the room.
The tooth pastes the brush
Room cleans the broom
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Polished eyes mirror your
might Your glow; I come
only, As you go
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Happy Holi
Her eyes capture the orange
that the time's squirter throws,
Her smile's a rainbow today
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Can I be the soil on which thousands of flowers bloom?
Can I be the. Sunshine which fills ur morning room?
Can I be the rain, that ends the heat?
Can I be the point where both ends meet?
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A crumpled paper lies in the waste bin
Words fading on to itself.Waits
to be swept away, as the night
fades to make way for the rising sun.
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Loneliness to solitude
Spans the kingdom of silence
Its path bathed in the golden hue
Of restrained compliance …
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