Sun is on my knees,about to go sleep.
A rocky mountain
from where city has long distance to keep.
I wanna run away from me;
in search of a space
where I can hide my dynamite mind.
There has been plenty of talks about magics.
The magic of Mantras. The magic of Sagas.
They certainly work in their own spirit
but then why there is such a long life?
The thirst of worship,
the hunger of love
the more I pour
the more I seek.
I wanna run away from all these;
in search of a space
where I can hide my all-shiny greed.
There has been number of meanings of
"Why there is a life?"
Just a single drop of love is enough
that make me realize.
Where am I gonna store the bundles of love?
when I born nothing.
I die nothing.
I wanna run away from all these;
in search of a space
where I can hide my being.
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