Tears are pure transparent,
The molten fluid of pangs,
...
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?
...
Whenever I depart
To the new destinations,
Your memories
Begin to emerge up in the mind.
...
In the miseries of life,
Amid the grove of ambitions,
At one night I alone pondered,
What is this love, heathenness?
...
Though the world is hazy obscure,
Smoke envelops its spheres,
Humanity grapple, wrestle for minor causes,
Blinded by the ghosts of impatience,
...
O! Man,
Do some thing sensible,
Though of a little value and worth;
If you do not have the courage,
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The calamities
Calamities are the beasts of prey,
They hide couching along the route of life,
...
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,
...
The callous statues,
Sitting in front of the computers:
The calculating machines,
Press the buttons to launch havocs,
...