Could not,
Your pains and pines,
A girl so poor and destitute!
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Nahi to sharabi ban jaogeiAur tum jab girei huyei hogeiTab tumhe koi nahi uthayegaa.Yahi hai duniya,Yaha ke log,Dost sharab piyoAgar nahi raha shakatei hoEske binaLekin sharabi mat bano, bano.DrinkerDo not drink wine too muchOtherwise will turn into a drinkerAnd when will you remain fallenNobody will come to make you stand.This is the world,People of here,If…
A singer of America
A humanist, a pacifist,A democrat, a vagabondWalking over the ways of lifeAnd the wide world.
I doubt
Had it been, they would have,But they have not.
I do not understand it, nor can I say about it,
Come that some day,When I shall tell you,What I had before?Now the time is comeAnd they like not to write letters,Write and post them and drop down into the mail-boxesMeant for these,Nor do the post-men take care of to deliver most urgently.What a day has come,You say it to me;You say it to me,Will they…
Poetry as an art
Writing artistically,Art for art’s sake.Just paint the portraits,Pencil and silhouette,Draw and sketch,Line and draw.Art for art’s sake,Not didacticism,But art, pure art,Its aesthetic sense and beauty.
If you have to meet him, you may in the countryside,
From the crown of the headAt the back ofAnd he oiling the bamboo stick dailyTo thrash the head of.To pull the lathi and to thrash from the behind,Not from the frontThe frontal attack,But from the sidewaysHurting you.An Indian fool with a clamp of hair hanging,But on with the clamp of hair may be a great…