The High Queen

Yellow clouds crowd you like a torrential rain
Yet you feel like a stubborn heart
Never letting your God worship you in psychadelic light
A shaffron moon shines on your forehead
As if you you are the half sky expanding in infinity
Your forehead holds the other half at a distance
O, the sistter of the far away land,
Will you ever walk along the aisles of eternity?

No siren is ringing in the valley of tranquility
Darkness has retreated back slowly into the light
All the flowers have assembled at your behest
Auburn hunger has rekindled the hearth
Nobody will go empty-handed in this pretty season
No children will ever be left motherless as you pray
Only the void world look down on your path of salvation
You will be the high queen in a wonderland.



O, the pretty sister, hug the children of mankind

Raise them on your half sky

They will bear the other half of your legacy

And they will burn the towering inferno.

The Children of Destiny

O, the bleary-eyed happy children,
The children of destiny
What are the dreams in your happy eyes?
What are the voices in your happy soul?
Everybody has lost the way in the jungles
Light has blinded the long vision of faith
You show the right wind to sail
You spread your smilings among the millions
With your firm footsteps.

Someday you will carry the burden on your shoulder
Someday everything will stop at your feet
You burn the light under darkness
Let the pigeons meet the white doves
Peace will anchor the griefs beneath your hidden cry
All roads will lead to the way of freedom
Shackles of your serene silence will explode
In a mother's lullaby
And you will run like the frolicsome birds
Flying in the yonder land of hope and bliss.

O, the bleary-eyed!
You will reign the whole sky
All will be at your mercy's end
Nobody will ever be drowned in pangs of hunger
Your hands will dispel the fear of long day's despair and darkness
You will be the hope and happiness for one and all.

A Deep Dream

A deep dream at far corner of the sky
Clouds of memory looming large over the horizon
The bell tolls for the peace to break in
Mystery silencing the horrors of the unknown
Splendour of beauty weeping in waves of light
History of ancient sages preaching incredible sermons
Humanity is revived once again.

Where are all those people gone?
Where have they hidden their treasure trove?
Cosmic soul says nothing
Yet nothing is salvaged at the altar of pride and glory
Glory is all that is humane and pride
Man's quest for better wisdom prevails
All evil designs defeated in the long run
History writes pages of lives
The sages sing the songs of eternity
Then why so much pains and violence roaring in anger
Will the history ever be rewritten?
Will there be a rising of another sun?

The Motherless Baby

O, baby, my dear baby,
What are you whispering in your soul
What are you bargaining with your life all alone
This merciless world will not give you a breath of peace
Only the singsong voice of the withered leaves is fumbling with you
Marks of sweating blood kissing your face
No fire is stoked for your hunger
Will you carry on the with a burden of beast?

O, the motherless baby,
Who has left you alone in this world
Who has given so much silence of pain and agony?
Can you not forgo your legacy
Can you not shout like a tormented fire
All will then fall at your feet of mercy
You are born out of the chaos of eternity
No body has ever given you a kiss of conscience
In this merciless world you are bearing the burden of your own
Are you the epitome of Mother Nature's grace and glory?

O, the daughter of storm,
Only Mother Nature will rescue you
Only Mother Nature will will be your only refuge
She will give you life, she will give you honey and milk
You will feel the touch of falling rain
You will hear the songs of the nightingale
You will lie with the soft blessings of the distant valley
Dew will drop with your tears.

That is your destiny, O, the motherless baby,
Beasts of the jungle will lie at your feet
And you will live and live in your own dreams.