Pain on paper, *
* My sellout, *
I was a batch, *
* Writing overnight .. *
All were touching, *
* The sky shines, *
I am among stars, *
* Hidden like a moon. *
If it was stubborn, *
* When was broken, *
I was delicate cast, *
* Who bent ahead of everyone .. *
Change people here, *
* Colors in their own way, *
On the color of mine too, *
* I continued to grind like Mehandi .. *
Those who were quick, *
* They move towards the floor, *
I am from Salamander
