Who says he is no more
He has temporally left for his abode
He gave us a tune to chant
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The nest of a sparrow hangs out
From my heart in a rather painless way
My prime desire is to tender
A bird as many poets do
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The sparrow was walking along a crane on the side-ways
Leading to the foot-path at Silpukhuri
A desire to touch the heaven
Loomed large at her heart
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I purchased it the other day
From a foot path at Ganeshguri Chariali
It cost me sixty rupees
To gaurd my belongings worth the name
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