PEOPLE All the world is a stage, Affluent people, Think this earth in their palm, For poor people, This is very large, Affluent could not see, And the poor have to see, Everything,
SPRING It is the month decorated with flowers, Everywhere are colours, Everyone is delighted in their feelings, All these things are reflected through face[HOLI], All persons are engulfed in ecstasy, This is nothing, But spring
