Tears are pure transparent,
The molten fluid of pangs,
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Who has handed over the iron wands,
Hammers, spanners to flowery hands?
Who has killed all the twinkling worms,
Snatching toys and dolls of fairylands?
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In the miseries of life,
Amid the grove of ambitions,
At one night I alone pondered,
What is this love, heathenness?
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Whenever I depart
To the new destinations,
Your memories
Begin to emerge up in the mind.
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Though the world is hazy obscure,
Smoke envelops its spheres,
Humanity grapple, wrestle for minor causes,
Blinded by the ghosts of impatience,
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17- The Victory
Both the parties contest the game of blood,
One kills hundred; the other hundred one,
The other wins the victory only for the one,
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O! Man,
Do some thing sensible,
Though of a little value and worth;
If you do not have the courage,
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Lo! Who is being down loaded,
From the ambulance,
Covered with the bed sheet,
All spotted with blood,
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When the sons and daughters of Adam and Eve,
The Vice of all creatures rise from the seat,
To the heavenly spheres contain in themselves,
A pack of divine wisdom, fragrance of all roses,
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The calamities
Calamities are the beasts of prey,
They hide couching along the route of life,
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