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May 2018
Come on all my common to important ones, get up the time is ripe
My crowned head tears are needed to wipe.

the time is ripe It's the time of Abendrot.
It can be wielded cause Sun is not set yet.

The sun of humanity,
the sky of dignity,
But the sunset is not so far.


Seated in the empty room andJust watching the hours tick by tick tock! tick tock!
This is not why we all are born by the almighty for.

I am your motherland, I always used to  remember my martyr spunky warriors,
That time I saw pain all over because of the foreign attack but deep in heart I felt saved cause my son is there as a barrier.

But my pulse has frozen when I see no Patriotism nowadays.
Ok Not for me but for your real and loved ones
get up, the time is already ripe!
Your comments are always appreciated.
YUKTI
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YUKTI  21/F/INDORE ,INDIA
(21/F/INDORE ,INDIA)   
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