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MADHU HOW CRUEL WAS THE FATE TO YOU
HAD YOU NOT BORN I WOULD HAVE NOT
WEPT FOR YOU WITH TEARS IN MY EYES
YOUR WERE EMITTING FRAGRANCE ALL OVER
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MADHUBALA HOW SWEET YOU WERE
HOW KIND YOU WERE
HOW BEAUTIFUL YOU WERE
AND HOW FASCINATING YOU WERE
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MY GRIEF IS INCONSOLABLE
WHEN MY SIGHT CAUGHT
THE VISION OF MY DEAR FLOWER
HAVING THOUSANDS OF PETALS
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MADHU YOU WERE A SWEET FLOWER
EMITTING FRAGRANCE ALL OVER
YOU WERE ON PERFECTION
THAT THE GOD MOULDED YOU
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HE WAS BORN TO FREEDOM
FROM THE AGONISING PAIN OF MOTHER
HE JUMPED, JERKED ALONG WITH HIS MATES
AND GRAZED ON FIELDS WITH NO SHACKLES
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WITH HEAVY HEART
SHE MOVED WADING CORPSES
SREWN AMONG THE CRUSHED CONCRETE
THE YEARNING FRAGILE CRIES
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IN MOMENTS OF SOLITUDE
I HAVE A BUNCH OF FLOWERY DREAMS
I LONG TO BECOME A BIRD
GLIDING OVER THE SNOW WHITE CLOUD
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IN LOVE BETWEEN HUMANS
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IN LOVE BETWEEN HUMANS
THERE IS A BETRAYAL
EITHER BY LADY
OR BY MAN!
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I LOST THE FRAGRANCE
OF THE CHILDHOOD
THE ADOLESCENCE
AND THE COLOURFUL YOUTHHOOD
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NOBODY IS LEFT ALONE
ALL ARE ACCOMPANIED BY SPIRITS
THAT TAKES NO FORMS
THAT PERVADE THE UNIVERSE!
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AS HE STEPPED UPON STEPS
OF THE BAMBOO LADDER TO HIS ABODE AT TREE TOP
HE LOOKED BACK ASIF
HE HEARD THE CALL OF HIS LOVE
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THE LINGERING SHADOW OF CLOUDS
ON OUR FACE FROM BIRTH TO DEATH
IS THE HALLMARK AND MESSAGE OF LIFE
MEENU, THE UNTIMELY CURTAIN FALL
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THE NIGHTINGALE OF INDIA
FLAPPED ITS WINGS TO MOVE
TO HER HEAVENLY ABODE
IN RUDE SHOCK WE SAY:
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HER THROAT DRIED UP
IN SUMMER PEAK OF THE LAND
THAT BEAR THE MARKS OF MYTHICAL RIVER
THAT DRIED UPIN A HOT SUMMER
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THE YOUTH LIVES ONLY IN THE PRESENT
THEY RULE, REIGN THE PRESENT
THEY CELEBRATE, DELIGHT PRESENT
THEY NEVER BROOD OVER THE PAST
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ROSEMARY WAS LIKE A ROSE
BUT SHE WAS LITTLE LAME
BY SENSE AND BRAIN
YET SHE LOVED THE RETARDED
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AS THE ROSE-RED SUNSET HOVER ME,
MY THOUGHTS ARE DWINDLING,
MY HOPES TOO ARE DWINDLING
I FELT UNRESPONSIVE
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AS THE FOREST CRIED OUT
WHEN ITS WINGS CAUGHT FIRE
THE BIRDS ABANDONED THE NESTS
THE SQUIRRELS RAN TO RAVINES
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IN A WINDY CHILLY NIGHT
AS SHE SHIVERS AND STUTTER
SHE GAZED AT THE SKY IN SEARCH,
TO GLANCE A SPOT OF LIGHT,
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