She expressed herself , While dancing on stage, Feeling remorse, feeling hate, Feeling to quit, from the ultimate fate… To leave everything, in search of

Bemoaning on the sapping of her strength, Drenched with the lungs of despair, Her ambivalence was fretted, Loosely cladded hair was feverish. The truths she

His stooping frame now evoked pity. Gone were the days when he walked, With his head held high. His fiery words that once shook, The

भजो भारत को तन-मन से। बनो जड़ हाय! न चेतन से॥ करते हो किस इष्ट देव का आँख मूँद का ध्यान? तीस कोटि लोगों में

किसी जन ने किसी से क्लेश पाया नबी के पास वह अभियोग लाया। मुझे आज्ञा मिले प्रतिशोध लूँ मैं। नहीं निःशक्त वा निर्बोध हूँ मैं।