world full of sorrws,tears..........................
The painful image of deprived and downtrodden can be seen any where in the world.
from the centuries, since the barbarian age to modern age ..
Every where in times there were the pain in the history..
" I waken up in the mid night by a moaning from distant hut
eye shaken by the flooded tear from the human heart."
My hands are trembled by the gambled shadow of devil's jest
why should my fellows fell in the dark beside the shining fest."
the brutal shadow of devil dancing in the form of monarchy and anarchy and civilization.
Under the giant feet of modernization and civilization the thin pale humanity crushed ever...
As the vishwakavi told where the mind is with out fear...and the head to be held high there can only a free blossom of humanity grows....
" I hear the calling of new dawn
thy where wake a splendor crown
high shore near the lake of tranquil shrine.
my heart cherish with the sweet song of shine."
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