Touched by your loving grace,
Such a beautiful bloom I have become,
My name now becomes meaningless,
My Divine! , As I merge with you
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We are all travellers between life and death,
For the travel we hire our bodies,
And a warm home called The Earth,
And have the company of Nature's beautiful melodies.
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To be the only hope of millions,
You had to undergo many hardships,
All that divine grace you got,
Only to give and give...
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Now-a-days where is that cheer,
unless i call up friends to have a beer,
Just like mist gone we are apart in many ways,
But where are my School days.
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The sacred eastern gates,
Where the sun rises in haste,
The world has learnt many a lessons,
My great INDIA was born for a reason.
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*'Dedicated to Swami Vyom sri my spiritual Guru'*
I was far, yet he came to me,
not within reach, but reached within me.
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No beginning and no end,
the meandering rivers ever flows,
There is a meaning at every bend,
We learn and proceed in the boat of life,
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