Wish the clouds of fire come again,
To heal the corruption of the nation.
To change the peoples mind,
In the mainstream of the tradition
...
We are just ten.
Sometimes dancing in the rain.
Staying at, MANUU, boys hostel
Do nothing except cocktail.
...
Please give me a second chance
Please give me a second grace
I have lost from the paradise.
Far from the serenity, now in a coppice
...
Oh man! You are just a shepherds boy,
You are not eligible for the battle of troy.
But, still prolonging as the sun in your sky,
The wings of your knowledge wants to fly.
...
Have you ever seen a lot of people selflessly?
Died for the sake of nation proudly….
Those noble hearts, noble deeds;
Their blood, still won’t be sucked by the soil.
...
I am just an amateur poet. :))
Clouds Of Fire
Wish the clouds of fire come again,
To heal the corruption of the nation.
To change the peoples mind,
In the mainstream of the tradition
As it is needed a secure society,
Reinforcing for the better solution….
Wish the clouds of fire come again,
On the scattered sky of the nation;
Without thunder and lightning
Before the evil minded brains come to know.
Pour it down nimbly, without any pollution.
Let’s restore the tradition in fraternity,
Enriched with love, joy and happiness;
Towards the world of eternity!