In every stage of our life,
The experience strike our flesh,
Many shape of our heart and mind,
Men of experience are hard to be fought,
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There are so many smiling blooms
The moment we approach them,
Those may say not only touch them not,
But also close their lips of the leaves,
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Roaming of her sandy thought has never stopped,
Winking at the clouds to spray on her the rain of love,
The sun has mistaken that she has flirted for his rays of hope,
He starts to shine on her surface until she goes barren,
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I am the passing cloud,
On your territorial ground,
You have chased me out,
But I love you day and night.
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These streets are filled with pungent air,
The narrow side lanes are always sprinkled,
A few pinch their noses to retract,
A few walk straight with no hesitate.
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The freshly printed money just comes out from ATM,
Smell too great to fulfill all the needs and the freedom,
The thumb and index touch them with ponder,
Sliding as the touch screen of the monitor,
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We are going up to the sky,
There is no limit to the try,
Confidence is the only tie,
Holing the will and love as a pie.
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If you are treated as a ball,
And thrown here and there with a laugh,
Get yourself inflated for them not to hold,
Stuff yourself with knowledge metals,
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A few decades back we had vanished
From our life slate as a person well cherished,
By the parents and the peers, being a parent of a few,
Had let our ambitions to have a nice sleep,
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When the mind is saturated,
With too much of information,
The writers crystallize their thoughts,
The new ideas are born in delight,
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