Eklavya's poetry,
Let Eklavya
Write it,
Write it,
Eklavya,
Eklavya,
None,
None but Eklavya,
Eklavya writing it
The poetry of heart,
How did he,
Did he receive the teacher,
Guru Drona,
The teacher
Of the princes,
Not the tribals,
Foresters and woodsmen!
Eklavya's poetry,
Let Eklavya write it,
Eklavya,
None but Eklavya!
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