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the greedy speak not from their hearts

The greedy speak not from their hearts. They speak with red eyes, and yes, they speak in words, just in words. There is no deep vigor behind their words, And thus, their words are soulless. Containing fear, their eyes are red and restless, and what they see, takes its ugliest form, what they see turns to ashes. For the sake of this beautiful universe, Please don't be greedy... ©  Manan sheel.
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Don't become an 'Ola Jhola', he himself says so...

Me 'Ola Jhola'  'Mr. Heartless' I love 'lukewarm tea', 'artificial plants', 'political slogans (my poetry)', I hate newness... Me 'garbage' I spread like epidemic... (A sarcastic poem. Humans are turning 'Ola Jholas'....curse of humanity) -A poem by Manan sheel.
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Passionate

A pleasant drizzle. Dark and white clouds pass to reveal the bright blue hidden underneath, Sunlight comes like happy surprise illuminating the green trees. I swim in melody. Suddenly, a person gives out a coarse deep cough of phlegm, Oh! It feels like the sudden discovery of a foul smelling ditch in a fragrant garden, the cough breaks my heavenly string of moments. Books write that I should accept whatsoever happens, That occurrences are not to be discriminated with, I cannot. What the books say should be true in the land of words, But I am more passionate towards life than towards words... -Manan sheel.
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