My Heart (Revised)

8/14/2019 My Heart (Revised)

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MyHearts

WhispersRevised edition

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Nilesh Ashok Jadhav [Nilookumar]

Vitthal Nagar, Soyagaon;

Tal; Malegaon [Nasik]


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1. My Heart

One and just one

Came in my life

Not as a wife

The girl smiling

My lovely lovable

Heart, obedient to me

Suddenly woke up

And revolted:

Like an impatient brat

Jumped out unknowingly

And went to my lass.

O my Heart

Dont go away

Hurting me,

I screamed; but

Shed gone away

With my dancing heart_

Part of my body, alas!

I lose; wholl attend?

Now I stand alone


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Like a statue lonely

On the barren hill

Waiting when my dear will come.

Though days, years, ages

Pass by peacefully; yet,

Ill wait, wait and wait

At the gate to get

What Ive most lost.

2. Cunning sistersSex, O damn Demon,

Love, you changing cheat_


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Both you cunning sisters

Hand in hand together

Cant deceive or loot me.

Both you beautiful thieves!

Beware, beware!Police in my brain there

Now on my guard,

Who, ever, pricks his baton

On my impatiently dancing

Dear heart, so near ever.

The trained army to check

Both thee and thy actions; and

If need be, to confine you

On thy full swing swift actions

If turn speedily spontaneous

Like robbers sporadically flood

To cause uncertain anarchy.

I may borrow more army,

Right from the books outside

Or awaken the special guardsNow sleeping in my chambers

To come to me and guard

And protect me properly.

Be alert, be cautious;

Else, youd be confined

And imprisoned absolutely

Behind the bars of my chest

For ever, never to let to escape;

Or youd be banished

Out of me, closing my doors

Perfectly and permanently.

So, remember,


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Be good, nice gals, right?

Not witches to be controlled.

3. In Cold Night

One cold night

Came in my life

In winter season.


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Shivering constantly

Like a tuning-fork

Stood I in dark corner.

Almost all alone

Except myself

Struggling cold winds.

Showers soon swept in

Beating me relentlessly

And softly sometimes.

No wood nearby

To bathe me

With warm breeze.

Thunderstorm roaring

As does a dinosaur

To threaten me.

My heart thumping

To come out,

To be relieved and relaxed.

My blood pmping

May turn into

Springs erupting.

Help me, help me,

I often yelled


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Alas! None came.

Alone like a ghost

I wandered

Through vales and forests.

I searched for someone

To take me

In his arms or lap.

Oh, none and nothing

But only darkness

Carried out the job.

4. The New WorldTill my eighteen

The huge world outside

Knew me not.

I, in my world evergreen,

Would wander gaily


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With my cat.

Pleasure there everywhere

That I found aplenty

And enjoyed.

In the word outside, nowhereFind I people gay

And overjoyed.

Friend mine somewhere

Trained well and fine

In the social school;

He found me stand nowhere

But in wine, making

Myself a fool.

Dont take me out from my world,

I begged with my voice down.

He dragged me mercilessly

Looking upon me a sack

Of heavy burden and fully loaded.

The world outside me

Seemed to me, then, new brand.Everyone stranger to me

And I to him, O god!

How can I escape?

I asked me.

Its desolate, desperate entity

Stroke my heart like a bullet.

The picture opposite to my senses

Threw a dagger through my spine.

I begged,

O god! Give all pleasure

Of my world in me to this one.


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5. My SchoolmasterMy great schoolmaster

How little he knew!

Yet showed he knew

Everybody and everything.

Taught he alwaysPoetry in shady classroom_

The wonderful poetry

On yellow pages with torn edges

With a monotonous tone.


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Happy events he told

With a grim face, and sad things

With happy lines and voice.

Shrill voice he possessed

While quarreling turns hoarse:One day hell be awarded

In quarrelsome competitions

Of fights and quarrels.

His some dim words echoing

That he knew only.

Then, guys on benches yawning

Like crocodiles tend to hibernate.

Always in hurry he walks about

Sweating and panting ever;

So, hes the fan of fans.

In ongoing debates

He thrusts heavily

Like a ram to a tree.

He does nothing but

Only blabbers and muttersKnowing nothing of the matter

When in excitement.

How unkind turns he

Towards English, you know?

Simply relentlessly crushes it down

Under his bulldozer-tongue.

He likes songs to listen and sing;

When listens, he dances as a dragon.

When he sings, mosquitoes around him

Suddenly fly away into nothing.

His hoarse song reminded me

My friends old radio with torn speakers.


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But I like my teacher,

For he has an amazing nature

That of friendly attitude with

Fair, frank and fine feature.

6. The Prologue to the University TaleThe grand university

Landed in the city

So cultured and cultivated

On the rich land based

The campus big and beautiful

With trees, gardens full.

The monstrous new building

On it the flag fluttering

Angrily showing a pompous dignity.

The pupils actions always naughty

The staff and workers ever haughty


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Bend before the big and beauty.

The departments in net

Great in number set

Apart like strangers,

Around which sit scavengers.A classroom each_ a small factory

Of knowledge boxes every

Kind and style, hardly mobile, vile

In manners of men,

Ever in their den

Of private life

Monotonous strife to gain

At the cost of pain

What they desire.

The rooms of college buildings

Seem neat; faint colourings

On them faded away

They look pale, not gay.

The rooms dusty and oldGlasses of the windows hold

Themselves somehow

Glistening then and now

Faintly against light.

The roads left and right

Enter somewhere and bend.

People there spend

A moment for a walk

On foot and always talk

Of burning matters and issues

That issue from the tissues

Of various lanes and corners.


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The sun hot like burners

High above the sky

Makes its arduous fly

To hide its bright face

Behind the building and movesDownwards behind the horizon.

The university hostels old and new

Almost unattended and facilities few.

Always crowding with bustling parasites

Count more than hosts, coming during nights.

Then fleeting at the dawn perfectly well,

The rectors yawning in their chairs dwell,

Shrugging off their duties and works,

Yet demand more royalties and perks.

Hostel problems for them a usual ache,

They do much little for the students sake.

Problems are symbolic of the hostels

The attendant ever to me tells.

In the hostel is my room somewhere;Quarrelsome guys around I bear.

The hostel is awake round the clock:

Some boys learn, while others talk.

The cars and trucks run to and fro,

Along the nearby road trees grow

Slowly casting their shadows;

Behind them lie green meadows.

Here and there litter small quarters

For the administrators and teachers:

They have shadowy gloomy looks

Covered green over from corners and nooks.


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Boys and girls become friends and lovers

Throw upon themselves chit-chat showers.

Many a time they seem not flirt

Their amorous looks get hearts hurt:

They first cast those honey glances,Their hearts are hurt by lovely lances.

Some are shy; some are bold,

Some shiver lonely; others caress in cold.

Little tots play; the old bold nearby

Never ask lovers, saying, who and why.

Here everyones free and seem detached

By vanity, dogma fixed attached.

Everywhere here the love-birds sing,

For some lonely ones, a sharp bloody sting.

Im alone among many people here;

My beloved far away, yet so near.

None ever hears anything that counts

Ive not disclosed my close whole accounts.


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7.DragonPity on me my lord!

Protect me, shield me

From that stupendous stroke

Of that so long a tail.

Oh, so swift and suddenLike a stroke of flash

Instantaneously piercing the sky

As does the arrow within

The twinkling of an eye

Goes through the deers heart

Wounding and bleeding profusely.

Look, look my lovely lord

How he stares at me with greed

With his two glowing embers

That constantly emit fires

So hot, melting my man_

Unbending, unyielding then;


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Plucking the cord in me

That time so taut, now limp.

My strong and long every limb

Now vibrates like a tuning-fork.

How rough and tough his skin!He wants to rub himself against me;

How horrid! See, how merciless!

O my Lord, my divine friend

Throw in me through my throat

The particles of that power

Which would stand me boldly

Against what you may call

The deadly dangerous defiant dragon.

8. Touch Me NotTouch me not you brat

Tough like iron, cast in mould

Terribly hammered soon after

Solidly shaped in fair statue,

With my limbs properly trimmed

In perfect, proper, sexy symmetry.Hotness of my metal moulded,

Yet young as a chubby child.

So touch me not you brat

Thatd burn you beyond that

You usually marginally imagine.

Then think thoughtfully throughout

Before you dare touch me!

Fairly fiery for fair touch

To some soft solid single heart

Is my boiling, burning, bare body.

So, touch me ever not, but

Go away, away beyond the bay


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Lying lovely cool and calm.

9. Dear DistractedDear distracted friends

Confuse not yourselves

Worry not about your marks

You get in eerie exams:

Marks are mere figures,

No doubt cannot determine

You next bright futures.They creep on your mark-sheets

Like tiny tough tricky ants.

Are you afraid of such

Tiny creatures so much?

Leave your fears aside

Next you should decide

About your life so wide

That youve to ride,

Thought it to guide.

Your feet are now tired;

Yet so strong to travel

Through the desert of gravel


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10.ThoughtsThoughts come out

Bold, yet tender.

Butterflies light

Shining colour

At one place

And then another.

Strife and race

To drink nectar.

They flickerRestless, ceaseless

Unbound recur

On themes poesy.

The Soul thats mine;

No vision, very often

Comes out as a ghost.

Great piercing shout

Breaking almost

Thick peels of things

Gets into and

With its stings

Sucks up and


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Comes out fed

And fully sated.

11.The VoicesI heard the voices

Dim and dark

Rising and spreading,

Melting in air,

Striking the drums

Of my ears,

As my dear mother

With her soft hands

Taps me gently

While in a sleep.

I heard the voices

Jolly and jovial

With their jelly,

Rubbing my heart

As some man

Does gentle massage

With his own art

And his good heart

While I lie down.

I heard these voices


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Yet so far,

Soft and tender

Growing loud and

Then weak again.

Their mysteryGod knows

And they only.

I heard these voices

Once very familiar

Also warm and gentle,

Binding my heart

To their cores;

But now stranger

From long range

Distant and dim.

Now

Slowly fading away

In air.


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12.Anonymous

Lords splendor

Spreads out the sky

Golden simmer recur

To give us joy.

The broad blue with gold

Gem on the ring

In gray, dark cold

Tense throat sing.

Tranquil timesSpread their shoots

Make some chimes

And some distant hoots.

Houses lonely

Stand far away

Shrubs those only

In strong wind sway.

A barren rock

Much frayed away

A turkey cock


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Sings in May.

The next day

The cock is meat.

So many men say,O damn heat!

Go to the hell

You damn witch

Dont to me tell

My heart will twitch.


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14.The Worldly World

Though you come and go

The world is as it is

The seeds that you sow

They grow and, then, perish.

Whether you laugh and cry

The least the world bothers

A girls immediate shy

First comes, then disappears.

Birds were aplenty then

Now far from sight

Hardly one is seen

What a wonderful plight!

Finally remain forests few

These friends brutally slain

Now everywhere dirt grew

Thats the thing of pain.

Safety, security, silence

Themselves seem unsafe

Things as pity and patience

Much behind left.

Courage gone, race grew


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The moments of joy

Have grown few

Man simply a toy.

15.Hear, O Hear

Friends Mine DearHear me, hear

My voice growing feeble

In daily din unable

To raise to that level

Which you can attain.

My deep distant voice

Echoed and vanished.

I yelled again

But listened me none.

I beat a large drum,

Alas! It was dumb.

Danced I daily,

Sang I gailyI knew not why

Now I feel shy

To dance and sing

To play on a string.

Now Im unable

To defeat a debacle.

Stand I here alone

Hopes all gone.

Somewhere, where?

Tell me, tell me

Friends mine dear,


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Hear, O hear.

16.Leave Me Alone

Throw my body away

Dead and motionless

On the garbage; I say,

What use it has unless

Touched by my beloved?

Decay my body, decay.

You worms, eat it away.

Listen, Attend me nobody.

Give me my own way

To my own beautiful paradise.

No need of any man

To lift me to churchyard.

Far away my spirit ran.What use of a bodyguard?

Just leave me alone.


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17.IndiansDear dogmatic Indians

Strive to receive the old

New comes late to themTo them old is ever gold.

Theyre kind at occasions

Sometimes icy-cold.

Of what kind is their mould?

The world, they live, is no paradise

For many amongst them are parasites.

Who, to weaken it, find some device

To strike it with all their might.

Pollution, population, poverty

Their ever beloved friends

Who always give them good company.

Their queer mischievous trends

Are not always in sure symphony.

Sometimes giggle, sometimes laugh

Sometimes mimic, sometimes mock.Puffing themselves like a climbing graph,

Tread their way like a Turkey cock.

Wise they seem, wisdom little in size.

Few are duties but demand many rights.

Always they dream the golden sun to rise

To get it arrange no special flights.


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18.Fatima BegamFatima Begam rushed along

Though thick long lanes

To see her baby safe and sound

Riots burning all around.Poisonous gas of Gujarat

Pervaded long and wide

Hatred, cruelty, severe pride

Made many men murderously mad

With a severe fad of fighting fights.

Little boys feared, women were scared,

All windy passions far furiously flared.

Fatima Begam rushed along

Through thick long lanes

To see her husband all around,

To know him come home safe and sound.

Everyone running, feared and cried;

Echoes of sounds heard far and wide.

Brave bulgy guys with their fistsBreaking many toes, necks and wrists.

Poor people underneath crudely crushed,

Their cries and yells much brutally hushed.

Fearful faces with floods of tears,

All wholly lost_ dears and cheers.

Fatima Begam rushed along

Though thick long lanes

To see her house if safe and sound

Everything burning all around.

Virulent virtues of heroic art,

The strong and sturdy with false report,


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Ran with rave by the weapon support

That others gave them free of charge.

All they entered a big garage.

You wise readers can very well guess

How dire and deadly could be the messThat brought more strong strain and stress.

Fatima Begam came nearby

The temple turgid with tumult.

The bad boys of that Satan strong

Made her stop and did much wrong.

All they gheraoed and torn her tummy

To make black caves in her mangled mummy.

Burnt her body, they threw on stones,

All flesh burnt and left only bones.

The riots burnt those poor and weak;

Everywhere reigned only tears and shriek.

Riots rigorous of every such sort

Will ever come home to lately depart.

19.The Burning TrainThat moving train puffed ceaselessly,


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Ran very madly with the zhuk, zhuk, zhuk

Someone with a weird hot whim,

Got berserk,

And pulled the strong chain ruthlessly.

The mad moving train suddenly screechedAll the faces appeared as if bleached.

The trained howled greatly

With a sharp, strong whistle.

The sounds loud came running fast then

Shouting violently, making a strong tussle.

The men inside were in hurry and bustle.

Children began crying, women were scared;

But the men outside far happily cheered

Like large demons too violently roared

When they had Great War with gods.

The madness theyd so long reared;

Like a big bomb then fully exploded

Set ablaze that train thus stopped.

The flames gaily dancing wholly ate it.

Now, only the carcasses lonely stoodRiots that ensued made no good

To the whole nation, that gravely groaned.

Too great long the event will be moaned.

20.Karim ChachaKarim Chacha of so small a repute,

Yet unsuspected with little dispute_


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Man of forty, still young bachelor:

Small visage and black coated colour,

Large-browed, wide-eyed, pug-nosed,

Rather horror-looking, yet composed;

Poverty-ridden, often scolded;Sometimes bullied, much discarded.

Now badly in need of some small work.

He wandered lonely round the clock.

Some day moving through a thin lane

Of his town, men away to work gone.

One girl-child there lonely stood

At one door, to him she glanced:

The child was naked with a great, pretty doll.

Karim Chacha gave her too slow a call.

He wanted her, then, come soon to him

And kiss him slowly without any shame.

The child credulous came to him running

To expect a chocolate or some tasty pudding.

He carried her away, a father he seemed

But father he lacked, simply manhood stood.He took the child at that cozy corner

Of deadly silence_ a secluded wide snare!

She was white with small red lips

That the man brutally kissed and rubbed her hips,

Started licking the clothless child

Passions violently rushing up and wide.

The child began crying to make some noise

Which he quickly pressed by mean cruel poise.

Hands manly wild wholly blocked her mouth,

Caressed her tightly with manners uncouth

And sucked from her the most vital sap

And threw the small body in the nearby gap.


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The child delicate there quickly died:

Without any noise took a heavenly ride.

The man criminal far feared at first;

But quickly faded away, quenching satanic thirst.

21.Two Worlds

When two worlds meet

They cannot be separate

But become one universe

As ink and water.


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You and I _ the two worlds;

You cannot establish relations_

Relations, mere conveniences

Or sticky labels or brands

That glitter like cheap tinkers.Do you want showy glitter

Or some real substance?

We are not simply impulse-traders

Like many husbands and wives;

We are rather love-suppliers

Without profit-loss considerations_

We do not calculate exchanges:

We exist not simply to exchange

Though the world is that stock market

Where people measure things

And then exchange as traders.

Are we traders or donors?

Oh, dont care for this world_

The biggest, most vicious business house.

Dear ones do not trade but give.We are the bees in one beehive

That daily hum together

And sing their common song.

22.Dignified Statue

O dignified black statue!

Whose body beautifully mobile

And eyes crystal clear:

Your glance so bewitching;


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Your voice so sweet,

And the tone ringing

Make me feel glad.

O lady beloved, loving lass

Whom to love deep and broadId relinquish everything

And anyone between us.

That pardah should be no barrier

Nor bonds of moribund morality

Nor even underclothes:

We will stick to each other

Rubbing so slowly & silently

To that point of ecstasy

Which none has attained.

But oh sweet lady

Would you consent the union_

The merge of our beings

Into that zygote there

Where another one so sweet

Would come into being?Tell me, tell me O dear

Im so eager, so impatient

To move to that paradise

Where none would disturb us

Nor appose, nor threaten.

23.Tiny Tinsel TownSomewhere in holy, royal Rajkot

A man of great fortune

Established near the city center

Where his dream-dust settled down

There he wonderfully built


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His tiny tinsel town.

Its a snug dwelling place

Where rich naughty goblins

Find some sort of satanic solace

In teasing teachers apace.The great gorgeous maam

Always moves with a swift motion

Searching eyes running everywhere

But her mind remains calm.

Boys always babbling, girls giggling

Teachers talking, workers simply walking.

Wow, what a soothing scene!

I cant throw such wonderful and green

Images in my minds dark dustbin.

Ladies there usually loitering,

Smacking their red lipstick lips,

Churn out continually endless gossips

About the citys news, affairs new.

The school buildings working crew

Stand nearby, watching lazy dew.Complaints ever lodged here and there

By some Tom, Dick and Harry;

Oh, my god, Im extremely sorry,

Says a guilty one when subtly caught.

Anybody entering the building

Might find his stable mind

Running mad and getting distraught.

The branch of Human Resource

So much less concerned about

Where the school goes perforce.

The mentors long poking snout

With her funny language clout


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Lies buried in fierce forceful fight

In chambers with members galore.

This can surely bring therefore,

In that school, unbearable bubbly blight.

One tall, brave Dinesh Nair_A man of very tough energy

Working with so great a synergy

Has now stood a little away

And rests on his joyful darling bay.

Sachchu, with his large busy coir,

To have some name acquire,

Sings a sweet song with a great bang

Giving some ladies so sweet a pang

Of joy and laughter.

The famous school, floating here and there

On time-bound Destinys uncertain rafter,

Needs now a new years new chapter.

But in the school building, certain cocks crow,

Crows caw, cats mew, sparrows chirp, eagles watch

And vile vultures with their red hawkish eyesSwoop, trying to catch a little prey

Running limp and yards away.

One pious soul had once there come

Untouched, unmoved in the pseudo-modern city

Declaring with a loud utterance

His moves and motives steeped in pity.

Towards the googly guys, he showed compassion

And taught them many things with great satisfaction.

But they turned against him_ ungrateful brats:

They joined their hands with polite pussy cats

And hanged him high on the tall mighty shafts.

All the school cheered with a sudden great joy_


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And shot sticky comments about the ploy on the toy

That hanged so loose and lost,

Surrounded by friends, flies and passersby.

He soon resurrected on the school building

Looking lovingly on the people below, saying,O Lord, forgive them, pity them

They didnt know what they did

Everyone in the school is your kid

Let them enjoy and beat a large drum.

24.Let my Penis Dance

O my gal, dont run away;

Im your pal, my heart does sway.

I wont let go a little chance;

Lets run on that far away sand:

My feet will run & my heart will beat,

But also, let my penis dance.

This my freedom I bluntly swear

That Ill keep it from despair.

Come here, Love, my little Dove.


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Dont feel shy and go awry;

Come and see that long stretched beach,

Cords of bonds there well breach.

Come and rest, Love, in my arms;

Bathe me wholly with your charms.Hold me hard and show love-card,

Rub me, kiss me; be my guard:

Sleep on me & cover all me;

Move against me, Love, to and fro:

All passions on my heart here grow.

I will never lose a single chance;

Walk here slow and hold my hand.

Our throats here hum, your lips expand;

And then there make my penis dance.

25.Kirangatha

There was one great man

In some regally royal Rajkot

With his stupendous social contact

His principles ever seemed intact.

His many glittering schools did always offer

More and more wealth in his ever-increasing coffer.

All looked so charming and stupefyingly fine

All his schools seemed superbly shine.

He was a man envied by all


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He had not any grudges nor any gall

Against anyody around him ever.

But one day a disaster on him befell

He made his idiosyncrasy his Lady Behn

And called her with his mischevous toneHis Lady Freak and Poor Dove.

His wonderful dances with her shone

Every nook and corner of the citys dreary lane.

He sang with her merrily with a damp drone,

She subtly led him to poor power Politics

Who, by His superb slippery slip

Got him tight with His great, gorgeous grip

And reduced him down to size:A new dawn of elite politics would arise

Which can shine every school of the city.

The demand of votes would invite a pity

From every common man of regal Rajkot

Where, everytime, many a guy and girl

Wear and tear morality pant and petticoat.

26.Look At My Heart

Look at my heart you boy,

Look at my heart you girl/refrain/

Im alone, how to atone

For all that Ive lost,

Im so sad, others are glad

With all their souls

How can I stand their alone

And all my loss their bemoan


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Im alone, how to atone

For all that Ive lost/refrain/

My love, there alone

What can I now do?

I dont know, which kind of show

My life can show.

How can I cry there alone

And all my loss there bemoan?

Im alone./refrain/

27.India is a Great!

India is a great, babe

India is a great, oho!.../refrain/

See her might, gauge her brain

See her flight, you crazy wight.

Dont disturb, dont perturb,

Her own flying soft feathers.

Dont play games, dont throw blames

On her violent rough weathers;

You cant give her threat, oho!

You cant give her barkwoof, woof.

You cant lie, you crazy guy


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That India is a soft nation

That India is a small nation/refrain/

India now is so busy,

To outdo her is not easy.

Lets move on, you have gone

Crazy with your own madness

You crazy boy, dont her annoy

She is too your main station,

India is a great nation

La, la, la; He, he, he!/refrain/

India is my great love, Hmm..

She is silent like a dove.

You dont know, this is so

But she has her own slow motion

India is a great nationHe, he, heho, ho, ho! /refrain/


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28.Its My Prime Life Time

Zum za zum za zum

Zum za zum za zum2 /refrain/

Its my prime life time

You can make its wine.

I love it, I praise it

That I could make it smile/refrain/

Freedom that Ive got

I would give it not

At any cost, come what may

The world can all there say

That its so beautifool/refrain/

O dear god, Im so sad

O dear mom but Ive lost heart

O dear love, where are you?

You have broken my heart

The pieces are spread there all/refrain/


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29.Listen to me O Love!

Listen to me O Love!

Dont deny, dont defy;

Youre my great great love/refrain/

My hazel-eyed

My bashful child

Dont turn your

That glad good face/refrain/

No one can say no

That youre pretty DoveDont be so afraid

You my little maid/refrain/

30.O Dame


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O dame,

Why this silence?

O dame, why indifference?

Your eyes that I see

Those will talk to me/refrain/Your shyness you display

One my loves littlebay

Shyness, shyness

I can see

Bashfulness that you decree;

I know it so long

Would drag me and then hang.

Silence, silence

That you speak,

Ardently I here thus squeak

I know that you neglect

And dont introspect/refrain/

31.My Soul that Loves

My heart heres to love


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O my love, here I crave/refrain/

My soul jumps to you

My heart goes to you

My passions have fast drove,My soul to you to serve/refrain/

My senses move to you

My organs now feel you

Your images stand before,

So lovely never before/refrain/

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My Heart (Revised)

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