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Human nature actually wishes to grow better than before
Since man is born free under the sky or behind the door

Classic question comes what we recognize in many faces
Need to know why still a wide difference among the races

Wind of time is a song of moon for them to smell it in air
To accept the taste of true spices from a breath of sailor

For many a year, battles are fought but struggle is not over,
Some are awakened to realize they are kept under a clover

Our kids have gone their own way as chick starts a slower
Our wishes guided them on way before the music was over

Some uses pains as an art and memories as painting brush
Paint flows out of your heart in an Inspiration and a crush

I realize we wish to live without the weight of worldly fudge
To enjoy supreme gift of life to cultivate as sober as judge

We are no stranger here, ''Every heart sings a song incomplete
O my angel, until your heart whispers back to make it complete''

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~