see the old men many times they giggle,
they need something a little to niggle,
Nature! You can make anyone wiggly!
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galaxies colored the spacesuns, planets and moons started dancing,volcanoes eruptedthe planet shown its puberty through the mountainsclouds were raised from the oceansrains came with the songs of pleasureearth was pregnant of greeneryflowers were bloomedbutterflies kissed the pollen grainsfruits scattered their seeds all over the soilworld became a forestbut the Eve is still repaying the compound…
The basic need of the dove that is sick,
And I see blood on her soft silky wings,Can’t we stop the blood?See the grip of her nibs!The branch of olive,Has not fallen on the earth!She is still holding it,She will not die,She will survive,It’s a Maundy Thursday,We have arranged a super for her,Her feet will be washed,She will be all right,And we shall see…
Tum baithi raho main jata hoon,
Wuh door pahari ke neeche,Us oonche per ke kutch peeche,Ek phool dikhai deta hay,Ek geet sunai deta hay,Wuh geet main sunkar aata hoon,Wuh phool main lekar aata hoon,Joore mein tumhare tankoon ga,Mazi mein zara sa jhankoon ga,Main boorha sahi per bhagoon ga,Tum chaho to rat mein jagoon ga.Independent TranslationYou just sit here I am coming…
Image of a flying kiss from sun to the earth,
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Hills may be different
raining at both of us,while bathing in the pleasant showers,I feel a sexy and exciting touch,So you are also bathing in the rains,the naughty bird is singing,‘May it continue for many hours! ‘O he is at a greater heightstarring at you,so you are also burning in desires,but rains cannot extinguish it.It’s fire of love,stop at…
His innocent dreams,
touching you,while you are moving on the road,are at all not harming,not at all warming,making a few naughty prints of light,that don’t exist long,not willfully,I know some times the flowers of light,are made on the places,though hidden in curtains,but become distinct,and twinkle like stars,but for a while only,spotlight is tiny,but doesn’t it make your walkingon…