Gokul Nag.

No departure from the autumn of departure - Shefali,
 Do not knit Ashby's Kamal-Dipali,
 You heard friends fluttered songs
 Haley's farewell swelling swelling!
 Look at the face of the moon
 Sleeping fish
 Nightlife mysteries; Chunha Sattalal
 He is your guide. Himali-Sajal
 Chayapath-Bithi Dia Shefali Dalia
 El tah Maya bride is pain-awakening!
 El Tshroh Hemne, El Fool-Kosa
 Dew-timer-night; Sense-sigh
 Zhao-shaqa wet air shadow-Kuhaili
 Tears-eyed, ill-fated
 Chest pain pain-worm pishil that day!
 The cry did not come in the eye,
 It's got the house, it's blood stained
 Hopeless love, language tears!
 Friends, your life is a virgin, Ashwin
 How many days a widow is a widow,
 In what day is the mercury of the day
 Jhaar went on the braggery,
 I do not know; I do not know, in your life
 Laughing b "night-night, unknown jewelry
 Ebay started the journey, O pahadasi!
 What is the banana in the house without flute?
 Called, you know. Mora just know
 The whole leg of your weeping!
 He used to make a dust-puff
 Your footprint
 
 Rehia Rahia
 Remember how much! Today you are not
 Mora is on my footsteps just like that
 I've been looking for that hot post-line,
 Here is the history written in it.
 
 I do not know what people are you today
 Listen to my song O poet birhi!
 Where is the infinite Sahara of inquiry,
 The night of waiting, the moon, the sun, the stars,
 Crossed away alone unlimited?
 Those who call on behind you, say,
 'Friend of Shefali, dew!
 Take your journey today and make friends
 Remember our tears!
 Can you hear what you can do?
 Who is listening to the sound of the heart?
 How far are you, where are you?
 Lok-ray, or he is in this heart of the country
 Do you know the boundaries of the house?
 Hear the heart of the heart sitting in the heart?
 Lots of sun and moon are not lost,
 Whatever the friend, do not lose!
 
 That way, those paths are dark memories,
 All there is! Not only that, but it is the only thing that can be done
 Every new celebration of love,
 The more loved ones are found in the ever-loved ones-
 There is no original, on-nothing, clenchiness - no satisfaction -
 The more you want - the more you want, -
 That addiction, that honey-jugged pull
 The new expedition to Kalpolko, -
 All have taken friends! He is a man,
 She does not laugh and shout!
 Today the soul is in a house
 The emptiness of zero is in the king, the book is full! ....
 O youngest, off-line-of-life.
 Maybe it's not going on the desert,
 Maybe you're new again
 Catch up; Will be blessed
 Saraswati! It's not pain,
 How many messages have come, gone, how much fate,
 How many will come again Just think
 We want you, blood-time!
 You waste it 'that non-verbal message
 Anand-Vir, bring yourself a winner
 It's a tax levy, but it does not,
 Where is the pain of the heart!
 Where the emptiness of the vacuum is silent
 Gumri returned 'Gumri', mind-blowing!
 
 It is the gift of all those people,
 Pain is not a friend! That damage one
 Where's the sunshna? This is not true,
 Mora lost, friend, friend, dear, brother ...
 The joy of the poet is no sadness,
 Those people who are happy to be happy!
 You art artist you've seen the poet,
 They did not drink, and they did not drink!

 They have seen 'Pathak', they did not see 'Gokul'
 It is a happy and happy place of the day!
 Today is Mora Prana ", we do not know
 Gokul-he was an artist's poet, a poet!
 Smiley tears in my heart
 Gokulya fell-so tears drop!
 
 Do not expect the language to be hungry, no hunger,
 Pure pottery, Sudha,
 Do not drink all the taste of life-
 Afternoon ambassador arrived! As much as thirsting
 Kadil catch 'catch, do not want to go!
 To get rid of all the nerves!
 Pull the knot to catch! Fluidity
 Water is all about the air in the air!
 Do not say, 'Do not go'
 So much attraction is in this water
 You felt the nature-Dulal!
 Busted to leave, red in red
 Is the torn soul! Friends, that blood pain
 Raya went down on our chest Hetha!
 
 O young man, O Arun, the artist is beautiful,
 Suma-peak at midday
 Thirsty thirsty near Kailash,
 Pele seen Sunder, Swarga-Ganges
 Maybe thirsty, maybe again
 Hunger! -So come on the cross-pass
 Or maybe it's painful today,
 Tears-Sarasvati, you are kurubak!
 
 O traveler-friend mo, o dear my,
 Where people live
 Tears / memories of Reba-Kole,
 Give it to you!
 
 Sundarahara meditator in the thupas of the beautiful
 Those who are proud of poverty,
 Those who are proverb 'selfless'
 Those who do not create, build,
 The prank
 This easy-to-remember is a memorable day
 Accept the poet, as admitted
 You were in their life!
 
 No, they are not actors, country leaders,
 Their lack of creativity, bires,
 They do not have money, capitalism,
 No big arrangement, no ruckus;
 There is tears, there is love, there are chest-wounds,
 So be happy, friends are blessed!
 Those who are on average, who build palaces
 The trophy is on them, their respect.
 
 In two days, their fabric was broken
 Kinn 'is the creator who is in the secret place
 Creating a nation, creating a nation, creating people
 Unbeknownst Talking balloons
 Those who are baffled by the Bahadur,
 They will find the garamas kasari!
 'Today' is not true, what is it?
 There is history, there is unreasonable, whatever
 On the other hand, the throne,
 There you will meet all the worldmen.
 Today they are not friends, they are, then -
 Not to be worshiped - just remember Karinu today.
 

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