BEAUTY OF CREATION

The Creator of the Universe is God.
Mountains, Rivers, plants, animals-
Have their own Beauty.

The Spring season comes,
With the beautiful fragrance-
Of newly bloomed flowers.

While the Autumn days,
Looks like a painted background
With various tinges-
Of orange, red and brown.

But Oh! Where can-
The Maple tree be found,
Amongst the Autumn leaves?

Man has brought in,
A little beauty into Creation-
By singing about it.

Look after this beautiful Creation,
And take care of every being.
Nature gives everyone peace,
By spreading it's Beauty!

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I see the birds chirping away
In the morning breeze
Of the dawn and the rising sun.

The rabbits making their burrows
The crows cawing away
Bringing small twigs
And making their nests.

The roses blooming away
Attracting people towards it
The bees being pulled towards it
And the mynas singing away to glory.

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THE GOLDEN BIRD

Ah! I saw a golden bird
Singing away to glory

Under the leaves of the tree
Perched upon the thick branch
Lost in its own musical voice

There was silence all around
Everyone silently listening to the bird

The other animals, birds
The Nature, Trees
All bowed down to the beautiful voice.

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THE BORDER

The border created by humans
Makes some weep,
Some pining to see their beloved land
While some pine to see their dear ones,
The birds don't fear any border
As the open sky does not stop them
To explore new vicinities,
Neither is there any invisible border
Created by the Creator
Which stops them from being happy.

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THE POLAR BEARS

They love their concrete icebergs,
And to litter the nearby pond
With balls of ice,
They live near the Poles,
And watch the Pole Stars in glory,
The seals wiggling itself on the ground
And leaving behind their paw marks
On the hard snow of the Arctic Circle.

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PRISONED BIRDS

Every bird suddenly burst into singing;
The people outside were filled with delight
The other birds outside roamed in freedom
Winging across the white orchards and dark green fields.

The prisoned birds looked out of their cages,
Clinging onto hope and whimpering
That one day the rising sun will allow them to sing in freedom,
My heart drifts away at their plight.

O... But everyone listen to them
The songs in the cages are wordless,
The singing will never be done;
Till they are the prisoned birds...

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THE CULPRIT

A narrow fellow in the grass
Slithered away creepily;
Everyone must have noticed him-, haven't you'll?
His notice is always sudden and scary.

He likes the boggy acre,
A floor too cool.
Who is cunning and sly
And creates a terror.

He is zero at the bone,
And has scaly stripes on him,
Unbraiding in the sun, -
One might think it to be a whip lash.

He slyly creates fights amongst the others,
And leaves the others confused
One keeps on thinking who created the fights,
And he rides away to glory.

The narrow fellow smiles away cunningly,
While the fire is lit amongst them,
The narrow face peeing inside to listen,
Who is the real culprit? She asked...

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हिम्मत की मिसाल तू सिख हरजीत है,
गुरु का आशीष है दुआ आवाम का है,
योद्धा है मानवता का,
जीत तय है धैर्य मुक्कमल मील दुआ है..

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What an effect you have on my blithe spirit when you come over me
A step on the grass seems like a step on the moon
A shower on the face seems like soothing waves of the ocean
A seat on the rosy garden bower lifts me up on lofty clouds
A musical strain on the ear makes me a nightingale of starry summer nights
And the noise of jingling anklets makes me a peacock frolicking in monsoon mist...

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Pour out from the heart
Expressing the joys and sorrows
The beauty of nature,
The sun which kept us warm
The entire noon,
And the moon at night
Provides a soothing calm feeling
To make us cool
And gleam brightly to
make us fall asleep.

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