In a foreign land
I heard the ocean roar to the mountain in anger and pain
And the mountain indeed withstanding,
the ceaseless beating element,
stood in silence like a sinner accepting punishment.
In a foreign land,
I heard the evening breeze crying to those melancholy leaves,
like a sinner asking for forgiveness.
In a foreign land,
I heard the temple bells ring & turned around to my surprise,
i saw Goddess of love Venus.
And
Learned that she was deceived by her love.
In a foreign land,
I turned towards the roaring ocean and asked her to stay calm;
She refused,
Likewise the leaves to forgive the breeze,
She refused.
In a foreign land,
My starving eyes looked for an answers from the anguished Goddess,
She in her agonised smile reading my mind responded,
if there was only a word in dictionary, i could express my feeling.
In a foreign land,
I opened my blind fold
And learned that love was just a word.
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