Nature casts me on surface
Better than God created face....
Colors posses this world
'Grasp the mirror of rainbow', in systematic fold......
I am black
Movement and surface turns my shape into slack..
Heart has living being for their hampered ride....
I am a part of thee with a heart aside....
Light is my mother
And father is an object
Casts at anywhere
Shaped by different surface everywhere...
Neither love nor grudge
I have
Same for intellectual and for a splendid face makes me shy!
Oh!
No power
No fame, I have
Peace, I want to preach
that i have!
Love resides in simplicity
Oh! My firm bind is real dignity
Never I leave mortals
I am always with immortals
You have to learn more
How to bind with your country
Like me to you, should be sure...
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