Saffron green, purple red
All leaves, they wilt. Dry and dead.
In little wind, these leaves they ruffle
In wild fire: All brown and dead.

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Aao hum tum ek safar pe chale;
Safar aur suffer Ka wordplay bohoto ne istemaal kiya hai
Aao hum bhi kare
Aakhir cheeze dohrana galat hai kya?
Bhuli baatein fir uthana galat hai kya?
Atit ki parchai agar bhavishya ko hausla de toh galat kya hai?

Bhavishya waise bhi utna anant ab nahi lagta
Ki bullet train ki seedhi katarao mai savaar hone ka log sapna dekhe
Filhaal toh buss dhudh deliver karne wale tankero mai log bheddo ki tarah ghar ko chal diye hai
Aao hum bhi ghar chale?
Ghar ki chaukkhat bhukmaari se bachaane ki umeed de toh galat kya hai?

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Sunn padi hai galiya saari
Daftar ghar se badhkar lagta hai
Hum lehsun pyaaz par ladd mare
Hayye ye chamkadar wala tadka hai!

Barso se ghar baitha sajjan
Bhi ab lockdown pe bhadka hai
Arey sambhal jao, O duniya walo!
Ye chamkadar wala tadka hai!

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Her morning tea is at her desk
Sugar and milk, eggs and tart
Her clothes are set and the bathtub's warm
Once a while, I own the keys to her heart

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These words you write are broken stars.
Hope to some in their broken hearts
Faith and joy and sorrow for some
And for some, they're broken stars..

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Yes, of course I'll share my food
With the lonely boy at the table last
Who has an empty box for lunch
And says; it's his Tuesday fast.

Oh, of course his mother cooks for him
And his father drops him off to school
And yes of course, he's had his sleep
For once and all and today his last.

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Yes, of course I'll share my food
With the lonely boy at the table last
Who has an empty box for lunch
And says; it's his Tuesday fast.

Oh, of course his mother cooks for him
And his father drops him off to school
And yes of course, he's had his sleep
For once and all and today his last.

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Yes, of course I'll share my food
With the lonely boy at the table last
Who has an empty box for lunch
And says; it's his Tuesday fast.

Oh, of course his mother cooks for him
And his father drops him off to school
And yes of course, he's had his sleep
For once and all and today his last.

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Yes, of course I'll share my food
With the lonely boy at the table last
Who has an empty box for lunch
And says; it's just his Tuesday fast.
Oh, of course his mother cooks for him
And his father drops him off to school
And yes of course, he's had his sleep
For once and all and today his last.

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Raat chaadar odh k jab
Kand koi hojata hai
Tab bhare nain fir baith Khuda
Kalikh poth poth yu chupata hai
Ki fir raat chaadar odho tum
Toh nazar buss raat hi aata hai
Aur nazar se uske chutte jo
Wo tim tim taare karte hai
Aur bada daag jo chutt gaya
Wo fir Chand Chand kehlata hai

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