My mind is lost
In the mystic land
The one I hear in yore
A legend that is now long gone!
My mind is lost
In the mystic land
The one I hear in yore
A legend that is now long gone!
“Rekha what’s taking you so long? Get ready soon.“
Laxman was having one of those frustrating days. Nothing had gone right that day, in fact nothing had gone that great since he came back from on-site more than a year ago; but he knew he would not stop at anything from finalizing this deal.
He sees the open vast lands
And is not satisfied with it
He splits himself into territories
And proclaims he’s a patriot!
He knows no god and yet
Wants to defend the unknown
Practicing strange beliefs, fighting
And sometimes killing the seen for the unseen!
What do you learn from the sea?
With the power bestowed
On its massive arms;
With all the unknown
Amidst its midst;
With knowledge and wisdom
From aeons of existence;
With a roar that can
Silence an army;
There was once this king,
Who ruled the whole world;
Every stone pebble was his,
And so were all the grains of sand.
Not satisfied with what he got,
He decided to pray to the lord;
To make him ruler of other worlds,
To make him master of the lands beyond.