''how many how many how many '' has its own rhythm try to read that way

how many how many how many
times you'll be depressed
on your lost shining glory
you have your brain to gain
more than your history

how many how many how many
ways you'll feel ashamed
on your dwelling place
you have your father
whoes arms will be always its grace

how many how many how many
days you will go shy
over not so well dressed
you have your loving mother
to put you in her embrace

how many how many how many
drops you will shed
over fancy little things
you have your passion
to make your will to sing

how many how many how many
words you will put
on your life's worse
you have god's bless
to write your own verse

टू तुषार .....

ना आशा चान्द्न्या रात्रीच्या स्वप्नांची
ना पर्वती उभी राहून सरुशठी दर्शनाची
माला ना आशा आकाशी उंच उड़न्याची
आहे मनी इस्च्चा फक्त एकत्रित श्वासांची
रश्मि