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Apr 2014
we are cursed with soft heart and mind which is weak.
If I was God I must did some tweak.
I could put all politicians beneath the ****.
Create a big tomb,
Pour them in it as honey from honeycomb,
If not,I will do it alone, its my dream.

World is full of people who are rich but fool.
They have enough money to fill big pool.
They don't care for us, do not worry,
Money will exhaust very soon.

we are surrounded by scavengers,
Its my land, my nature-this is the real danger
We are dropped here as a prey.
These people are like leopard and will definitely play.
When I see horn-bill fly long to sit on a tree.
Why not there is so many trees, sometime I forced to feel.
They create laws and rules to bind freedom of the freed.
Water can ever be sold ,oh, I can't believe,
I am human, suffocating, I can't breath ,
After a year, I will die , I can't live.
people who are pure hearted , do not have money.
people who have money, are not pure hearted.
when nature honoured you with some qualities at the same time it retrieve some of your other qualities- this is the strategy of God by which he sustain balance in nature. because of this law there is difference between POLITICIANS and POETS.
Ravi
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Ravi  Delhi
(Delhi)   
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