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protect me, your operation.

      wonderful are Shiva your creation

      towards you, I have strong fascination

      Krishna and Shiva both same.

      God has different variety name

      it is high time he came

      and put enemies to shame

      To serve is my obligation

      to protect me, your operation

      wonderful! Shiva your creation

      towards you, I have strong fascination.

      In your service, I dedicate

      with your devotees I associate.

      Shiva! enemies-plans, you frustrate

      on your name I always concentrate.

      through circumstances, You communicate

      With you, my side always won

      troubleshoots, is your gun

      life has been badly run

      Shiva! at least now add fun

      Man having sacred ash

      has Shiva’s blessings-cash

      devotees meditating Shiva ever

      he will their sufferings sever

      Shiva has surprises in store.

      2007 was year of bore

      2008 opens more opportunities door

      success follows more and more

      My Knowledge doesn’t invent

      your service it underwent

      sorrows, defeats you prevent

      Shiva you are permanent

      Technology touches the sky

      Shiva is ever so high

      Mobiles gadgets you buy

      Tsunamis, Quakes don’t die

      Krishna Margazhi your favourite month.

      You are present, breadth and length

      Rush as re- incarnation The Tenth

      put my troubles to death

      Make me rich to exist

      In your service I persist

      my enemies you fight, resist

      to get success Shiva! assist

      Shiva is force invisible

      praying you is sensible

      to serve you, desirable

      make enemies’ designs miserable

      My troubles Shiva you shoot.

      ever I adore your foot.

      your heart I did loot.

      devotion to you, ideal route!

      12

       Words

      Scanty confabs on love

      Like the memoir of eagle and dove

      For bipeds are a proof

      Let's not take this as a spoof.

      And the golden eagle of the cyan skies

      Whom you could not observe with thy naked eyes

      Fell in love with a brown dove

      Whom he saw from the skies above.

      un amore benedetto santa

      un amore così bella

      They migrated from France, Paris

      And dwelled in the city of love, Venice.

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       Vackra Drömmar

      Hail to the Swedish northern light

      For making the darkest nights bright.

      But hail to your eyes of wonder

      That kills the darkness like a thunder.

      Your hands the inclement does melt

      Warms as the first days we met.

      Let's draw on the heart of sky

      Two wings, then with our dreams fly.

      You'll be the comet I chase

      After 70 years I again see your face.

      Your face, your hands gleam

      Like always, my angel, Fahim.

      But you are the shooting star

      You're a dream, near or far.

      Break the chains that fasten my feet,

      I want to dream , the chains I can't defeat!

      You be my comet and my holy dove

      Let me dream and see you above.

      What chains us is the mechanized life

      That rejects the beauty of the shepherd's fife.

      But let's hail that Swedish northern light

      Let's break the chains just for to-night.

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       United at the Heart

      Bright stars are dead

      If the night dies and

      The red roses will grow

      On the simple plain soil.

      No one goes to heaven

      For being white or black,

      The essence is the same

      We all walk on the same track.

      We are religious but forgot

      The true religion of God!

      To love and let being loved

      Remember, we are united at heart.

      The beauty lies in difference

      And the difference makes the world,

      Yesterday is different, tomorrow unknown

      We are given the same soul but stay alone.

      We all are members of a whole

      Though we ignored the soul

      But remember at heart

      We unite and can't depart.

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       To The Future Kids

      To the future kids I write,

      That years ago in a fight,

      We were forced to kill,

      I don't know the reason, still…

      To the future kids,

      Sorry for our deeds,

      We didn't want to kill,

      Future kids, we know how you feel.

      I write this for you to know,

      Beggar becomes king, king descends below,

      So nothing's stable

      History maybe's a fable.

      But what we say is the truth,

      We were impacted by their abuse,

      I mean apartheid,

      So savage and

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