Poor dies for prestige
Rich dies for money
both dies for
what they have
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Every morning i see
birds are chirping
sitting in a queue
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I asked the mountain
You are very strong
you will exist till the end of creation
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My fiance is a calm moon
bestowed with insightful vision
My fiance is a blazing sun
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She sowed a seed of love
in the desert with an anticipation
to see the seed sprouting from
womb of desert, blossom to her
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Tui to Maa Anandmai
keno karechho amay niranand
aami ki tor hatbhaga chhele
jete parachhi naa tor kole
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Sometime i think
if there was no apple
creation would not be completed
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Love has no such language
only it can be felt
it can be realised
can not be written in any script
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Mother is the supreme name of God
Mother is the supreme authority of God
Mother is the supreme nature of God
Mother is the supreme delicacy of God
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