Using dialects
And inflectional.
The script needs
To be fair
And the letters
To be legible,
Attempting to deliver.
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The countrified folks speaking vernaculars,Provoking them, instigating with inflammatory statementsAnd they committing suicides, self-immolations,Did it suit them morally!O, talk you not about the sense of morality,They are not at all the literate people,They are the blunt men,The rough and tough fellows,Living in villages,Backward, underdeveloped and impoverished!Had they the sense of morality, and ethics,They would not…
The moonlight is falling,
The silvery white light is spread all aroundAnd it is drizzling,But you are not,You ate not, my love,When, when will you come, my love?I lie in waiting for you,When you come toAnd speak to me,I just want to be withAs you are my life, my world,A small world of affection and sympathy,I love you my…
Miss Rangeeli,
WhereWhere do you liveYouRangeeli,Miss Colourful?‘Into the dreams, ‘Said she smilingly,‘Your sweet dreams.’
I drank
And left herOn the footpathOf life,Did,Did IAny good?NowHow muchDevastatedLie IOn the pathOf life,You won’tBelieve.
Where did it come from,
Where to go it day and night?
The latticed,
And lips,Latticed, latticedThrough the netted coverOver the eyes,The face through the jerksOf your movement,The lips when the windLifted it the veil,Saudi Arabian,Saudi Arabian young maiden,Your meeting turned intoA memory,A photographsince, since I saw you,Saw you stealthily,StealthyLifting the burkhaWith loveful eyes!