Oh! Ayodhya what has happen’d to thee?
Thou were built with holy walls & bricks
People came from far-flung to see
But, now you art used to fire ricks
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In the middle of a dim and grim night
Two brawny men came ridin’ to a cabin
The cabin was immersed in darkness’ skin
Away from impious hands and worldly might
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The vast vagueness in colorless and pale life
Untraceable footsteps lost in the sand
Lost its way to a home or a shrine
Nothing shall vanish with a stroke of wand
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Gathered flameses fire, rises the almighty sun
Gathered crowdses clouds, swathes the blazeball
Gathered flora-fauna, forest they bestow
Gathered perfumed petals, merry a flower
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