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The Biggest King.

The One And Only.
Sai Baba.
Sai Baba.
Meher Baba.
Meher Baba.

The biggest king is Lord Sai Baba Of Shirdi.

The biggest king is Lord Meher Baba.

They are God.

They are everything.

It is only people’s foolishness,

Who can’t recognize them,

But never mind,

They are God Almighty,

The powerful of all,

They are truly everything,

Nothing can exist without them.

Nothing exists without them,

They are the most loveliest,

Friendly God of all.

Our (Ma, Baba and mine) unlimited salutations to them,

Baba forever be ours,

As we nothing but,

But a speck dust at your feet,

And always awaiting your call.

Adios!

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Time Emerges As The King Of All.

Time emerges as the king of all,

It dominates,

It rules.

But time to has a master.

It is none other than God.

He is the Chairman of Time.

He runs it whole.

Time emerges as the king,

And it is such a king,

Who is dominated by the biggest king,

And though it dominates,

It is God, who runs as it is his,

And he forever shines.

Adios!

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A Small Piece Of Advice.

A small piece of advice,

Lasts very long.

It stays in the mind,

And runs in a processed manner.

Like a man,

Who dances like a ballet,

When he first listens to a tune.

A small piece of advice,

Is given by all,

But the most,

It helps when,

The time comes,

As time emerges as the king of all.

So, a small piece of advice,

Isn’t just an advice,

But it is of great help.

Adios!

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A Little Piece Of Soap.

A Little Piece of soap,

Slips from my hand.

It slips and glides,

And dances it way,

Throughout the world,

And within its lanes and routes.

It goes with all it’s might,

With all of its gusto.

It’s nice that a little soap,

Has so much power.

That it can reach anything,

And that top without any rope,

But it ain’t silly that we do hope.

Adios!

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Best Of The Routes.

Best of the routes,

Is full of glee.

It is calm and cool,

Like a cool breeze,

In the season of spring.

Best of the routes,

Is full of happiness,

It’s all around,

But the best of the routes,

Can be found,

When it is searched,

With a heart which,

Is not in search of it.

The route shall appear,

Just like the mangoes do in the season of summer.

Adios!