I TROT WITH THE WIND
SOWING KINDNESS AND LOVE AS THE SEEDS
I NURTURE PLANTS AND MAKE A NEW WORLD
BEAUTIFUL AND RICH FOR MANKIND TO HAIL
BAREN RED WASTE LANDS THERE SHALL NOT BE
TO AVOID RADIANT VIOLATOR’S ZIN
TO REENGINEER THE HEART
I FILL IT WITH HUMILITY AND LOVE
HERE I AM ...MAKING MY WAY
FOR NOT ME A PATHFINDER BUT PATH MAKER
......
Still astonished by the deceit for vanities
And surprised by the frivolities of assumed fortunes
Fortunes at the price of integrity and the cost of lives
Those who wants it all, may have all but in a twinkle, lose all
For us, we remain forlorn hitherto humble!
With notes of deceit, they bought things and time
Armed with their pernicious game without Your plans
Fervently painting with lacklustre hues, a pseudo picture of an assumed future
Yet with a sordid gloom, they expect a candescent glow
......
I'm never marvellous
content to belong
to the Club of Ordinariness
Lavish green land was rich and fine
Said, go away Oh thunderclouds, you are scary and malign
Green became grey in a matter of time
Praying for clouds, the land was crying
They came back, fading the sun’s shine
......
I'm never marvellous
content to belong
to the Club of Ordinariness
Still astonished by the deceit for vanities
And surprised by the frivolities of assumed fortunes
Fortunes at the price of integrity and the cost of lives
Those who wants it all, may have all but in a twinkle, lose all
For us, we remain forlorn hitherto humble!
With notes of deceit, they bought things and time
Armed with their pernicious game without Your plans
Fervently painting with lacklustre hues, a pseudo picture of an assumed future
Yet with a sordid gloom, they expect a candescent glow
......
I TROT WITH THE WIND
SOWING KINDNESS AND LOVE AS THE SEEDS
I NURTURE PLANTS AND MAKE A NEW WORLD
BEAUTIFUL AND RICH FOR MANKIND TO HAIL
BAREN RED WASTE LANDS THERE SHALL NOT BE
TO AVOID RADIANT VIOLATOR’S ZIN
TO REENGINEER THE HEART
I FILL IT WITH HUMILITY AND LOVE
HERE I AM ...MAKING MY WAY
FOR NOT ME A PATHFINDER BUT PATH MAKER
......
Lavish green land was rich and fine
Said, go away Oh thunderclouds, you are scary and malign
Green became grey in a matter of time
Praying for clouds, the land was crying
They came back, fading the sun’s shine
......