The man made demons
Spit dense dark smoke
To spread a black blanket
Hovering the sky of sun
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The horror of partition
The holocaust of maddling crowds
Still haunts from his childhood
To this age where he adorned
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They had nine suns
That never permitted
The night to come!
It was she with a bow
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Had I but died an hour
Before this chance,
I brood over the utter futility
Of the life I am awarded
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Rosemary was like a Rose
But she was little lame
By sense and brain
Yet she loved the retarded
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He was swimming
The milky ocean of full moon
As the stars told him the tale
Of the heavens and rotating bodies!
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Bhagath!
You were born as fire
You looked like a red rose
That imbibe not the honey
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She was urged by a moment
When she lost everything
That she become insane!
She was loitering with no sense
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The caravan was moving
With throbbing hearts
The exodus commenced on ultimatum
That sounded like a death-knell
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The breeze from bay of Bengal
The singing river Iravathy
Never soothed her
Nor did she listened to the roar
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