O ascetic why do you wander
In these dark woods alone
And in whose search burn Your bone
Cutting yourself apart and
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Once again my heart philander
Like a bird perhaps a gander.
It flew and flew aimlessly in the sky -over the villages, over the towns, over the rivers, over the mountains.
And then it saw a flight of birds on the plain
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I am an indian, I love my country most.
Should i hate non indian?
Why?
Men are men, only form and place is changed
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अभी अभी तो शाम हुई है,
रात होनी अभी बाकी है।
थक चुका है मेरा बदन दिन भर के काम से
और रात होने पर हम ढ़ेर हो चुके होंगे बिस्तरों पर
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If i could reach moon so high,
i would pluck stars from sky
and weave a garland of the stars
to make her happy that lives apart
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When you come my heart delights
When you go my heart frights
In what bond I get tied.
I just see you far and wide
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