Positing whirls of peacefulness She's posing
Rejoicing a peacock in stream of bliss melodizing
Attired, ornate and serene Her lumining complacence
Wholly of her all-knowingness is enthroned cosmic
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All colours line up
To grace life
Only when he precedes to
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He is a winner in each aspect
But a loser now in this respect
His agony soars high
Takes a whip and blows high
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"Where from I came..how I was
In my mother's womb? "..I don't know
"Why I am living this life..
"How to live? "..my apprehensions
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He can talk to God
Any minute any moment
He does it daily
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Life says
'This too shall pass'
Butterflies hate to be
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His passion is
Paddy cultivation
To the possible
Utmost extent
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On The Birth Of My Grand-Niece
Ahoy! All come here, all come here
Behold, my little grand-niece dear
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