Get up left bed
And wash your face,
See towards East,
The sun rises.
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Oh Rain! Oh Rain!
You season Rain,
Among all the seasons
Are you the queen?
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No death to memories
But life is brief,
Life without a friend
Is not a real life.
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No one claims to love it
As love itself is given
Among all the loves
Only mother's love is heaven
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The road may be spineous
Or fringed with rose
In the way of poetry
Or may be of prose
...
Why friends why
You tell that
This is the final day
But think that
...
Good morning good morning
Good morning friend,
India is our mother land.
Wel come wel come
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Does everything speaks mouth
That thinks the heart?
Perhaps some tells
Something does not.
...
To my heart I asked
Whose sound whispers?
Which is from it?
It is perhaps yours
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Don't think the boys
Are plastic made or
Rubber made toys.
Don't think them
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