Whenever I remember our martyrs
Tears come down
But feel proud of them
And my head bends down
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Myself
Now the actual question
About me: Do I know myself?
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I fear
Now I fear to touch the old diary
That you gave me on my birthday
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The person who writes the words of poem
The time of peace sticks to him-
Having left all evil thinking
I've bathed in the sacred water
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In my sleeping often I see a light
In my sleeping often I feel a flight
Of drowsy wind
In my sleeping often I smell
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I am captivated in earthly sum
I am masked when I come
To you, while living in the dark
Certainly, you are the best fellow at heart
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Now I'm resting under the shade of remembrance of you
Now I'm in gleeful view
We are by the river Ganges
In Botanical Garden
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Often it seems to me
No architect can create like
The tree itself,
No painter can beautify
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No body waits for none
Everyone is there at own place
It it is time
That takes the examination
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