O my dear

O my dear, listen my words
come with me openhand.
We all go on merrymaking
And to measure the lifspan
Exactly with us here
In this time of joy.

The people with us I like most
The society the culture the technolgy
with us I like most.
Further I emphasised
Its proper use and maintenance
That is suitable to our
Religion and philosophy
Art and literature
Geography and history.

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Money Money

You have money
You are hungry
You have money
You are not getting anything
You have money
You have no love
You have no fresh air
You have money
You are not getting anything
You have money
You are alone
You have money
You have no place to stay
You have money
You have mp humanity
You have no sensibility
You are nothing
You have money
And you are bankrupt
And you are not happy.

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Terror-struck

I am afraid
I am going back and back.

I see you with
Numerous forms, bellies
Mouths, eyes, size and forms.
I see you all sides
You are the universe
With no begining
no middle no end.

I am going back and back.

I am happy
I am with you always
And all the quarters are
Entirely filled by you alone.

I am afraid
Without you

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Thanks

Stay here
till the end.
You find atlast
pleasure everywhere.

Be soft be happy
success is at your door.

Go and see
the bird in the nest
Go and do
what you want
at your level best.

Say what you like
have a look first.

Hear all sound
properly and stay
till the end

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A word

O there is a word
You come to me
And take me away
To your home.
O there is bird
Who come to me
To see how I am
Preparing myself
To face the doom.

No word no bird
Now you see desert
And you are calling me
When I am enjoying
The dust and the dirt.
O my dear friend
Please come and come
You are welcome
Just for the sake of the sun
Just for the sake of mart

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Real man

I am a real man
I am real
This world where I am
Is real
In this real world
I am living
This world will not die
This world will not perish
How can I perish
I am made out of this real world
Here there is only truth
And I am truthful
As in ice there is water
In gold ornaments there is gold
In clay-pots there is clay
In iron-weapons there is iron
Look like the world I am strong.

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An Ass

It is difficult for
An ass to differentiate
The load of salt and
Cotton bales
Do not make me an ass
O my master.

I am here with the sun
With the moon with the star
With the insects with the moths
With the plant And with
Land air water
All are with me
O my master
Make me clean and transparent.

O my master
Make me fit to shine
Make me fit to dine
I am with you

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Not easy

Not easy
Throwing shackles
Not easy
Throwing shackles of
Glittering world
Not easy.

Selfless action
The only way
If practised
Can give some
Relief
And prctice
makes one
Perfect.

Not easy
Selfless action
Not easy
Throwing off

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Own eyes

I have my own eyes to see
I have my own scale to measure
I have my own value to rate
Do not comment on anything
That I am doing here
I have freedom I have obligation
I have ability I have capability
To face my own crisis
Do not interfere in my domestic activities
I have my own way to go
I have my own rod to stick up
I have my own opinion to give
And you are there to follow it.

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Plucking grapes

Plucking grapes of life
That is sweet I suggest
Come with good mood
Do good have good
Be a lion be a mouse.

Patience and success
One and same
Have patience and
Win battle
That is in cradle.

You are here not to perish
You are here to shine
Remembering who you are
Recalling yourself
Getting self
Staying exclusively means
To liberate and liberation
Is realization who you are.

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