Make a habit of doing good
goodness is where goodness stood

Make a habit of thinking good
calm and peaceful understood

Make a habit of eating good
being healthy in a happy mood

Make a habit of reading good
know your world how far you could.

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I see threat all over the country
more or less we are not free
having tension locked in the dormitory
we can't live a life inside the
house tree

I see; in every face, a military
me my wife and my daughter we are three
we are all same; across the boundry
I wish a life of being carefree.

every wish will be full filled in my nursery
while with you, you being busy
Am the God, the ultimate mercy
prepare yourself to witness me.

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But you are many actions away from war, hate and sadness.

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your love is like a candel
sometime it burns sometime it stops
God has send me an angel
seems alright,suddenly it scolds

your love is like a candel
sametime it melts sametime it holds
is this a beautiful miracle
you keep on getting unfolds

your love is like a candel
manytime I am needed manytime not
together the flames we can handle
seems a valentine of new & old.

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knowledge is dead
a shadow in the dark
l had poor grade
my confidence got a mark

it is always said
mere fears are like spark
the more we are afraid
the smaller is our ark

God guide me to the ultimate rest
i have got nothing as lurk

the happening of your zest
is yet to be unfolded in your life's walk
the treasure would be the best
is like river floating with duck.

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एक साथ रहते हैं
इंसानों के साथ
कोई दूध पीता मेरा
कोई मांगता हड्डी और मंशा


बेजुबान जानवर हूँ
पर आती मुझे लाज
किसी से ना मांगू मैं
रोटी, कपड़ा और अनाज।।

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am that guilty
shoot me head side
it's overall duty
criminals killed aside

the murders committed illegally
but my guilt is far more eyed
i being punished nationally
hang me till life & death's fight

Oh lord help me, request
I am a criminal being offset

I feel the pain in both, uniformly
thou the crime being manifested
removing everything I am you; truthfully
but your deeds, figures everest.

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my pen has been broken
the ink inside
a life that has fallen
simple prayers reside

to the world; have we woken
seems everything is bright
but the dream's that are taken
from the conscious light

this poem is so written
to bring truth to the right
my mind wounded & beaten
deeper in the subconscious height.

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Time for truth
the subconscious is a core addict searching drugs in everything

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being a Kaatyarr Creativist.

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