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The Slaves Of Mind by mazHur Who says slavery has ended? It has only transformed from physical to mental state; everyone is a slave-- a mental slave of something- something like a bubble in

I Am Lost! by mazHur Forgive me , Master, for forgetting your teaching and foolishly telling a stranger that i was broke; since that moment the stranger , who previously held me in

The Fate Of Nations by mazHur The pen may be mightier than the sword in places where people know how to write and where they can get ink to fill it up Or, know that a ball pen has to be

That Four-Letter Word ! by mazHur Should I forget that four-letter word which played its toll on me! Never never, no one can; Be it for this or that or any reason. Ah,that four-letter

what shall I call thee? by mazHur You came like a monsoon wind inundating every field and flake breathing life into barren earth charming life with deathly rake Shall I call you a

W h e re C o u l d Y o u B e? by mazHur I have looked for you all around; in the living room, bedroom, basement, garage,the loft, the terrace, the lawn and even in the washing and

Plutonic Love,,,A Sonnet by mazHur Plutus, did you give this ugly mental twist to love, The twist which people call Plutonic love? Shame on you if you disfigured love purposely Shame on

UTOPIA by mazHur We treasure dreams- of democracy, equal rights for women, shelter,food and clothing for everyone; dream to become a country like Eden Jade Garden or Paradise, an