We worshiped Gods,
The fields destroyed,
By the monkies,
All the crops are davastated,
By the pigs, peacocks,
And We worshiped Gods,
Wheat standing in the fields,
Thrasted by the hails and rain,
In few seconds,
And We worshiped Gods,
Insects, rats nimbled the maze,
Graineries have run out of,
Children demand food,
And We worshiped Gods,

A little girls,
Hiding back of her mother,
I saw a fear in those,
Eyes from unknown world,
She has to face one day,
The world where human values,
Are coming to an end day by day,
The world of power,
And her innocence,
The hunger for money,
The corruption eating earth,
And her delicate feelings,
Who will carefore,
Democracies,
A biggest joke I hear,
The innocence is fatal here,
Innocence is searched
And hunted for pleasure,

The spring,
Flowers Magic
Spreads fragrance all around,
Pain of separation pangs hearts,
The Love

The death,
Dreadful devil,
Eradicates the life,
Shadow of barren, haunted world,
The Loss

The sun was set behind the darkness of clouds,
The tired farmers were napped on bad of leaves,
Thundering and lightening, encircled all horizon,
All valleys were covered by darkness of clouds,
The black devil clouds loaded with white bullets,
They started to fire on crops of wheat and tomatoes,
Tender plants broken into pieces, the grain of wheat
laid on the land, all crops are destroyed and hopes,
Farmers run and saw all around black hound clouds,
From the sky hailing white hails on crops all around,
They were very sad their hopes were weathered,
They cried! Where are Gods?
Where are prayers ?

Friendship with thorn,
Made me bold reborn,
I have need no flowers,
I have cultivated gardens
In me.

They were enemy of each other,
And drop bombs on my heart,

They were enemy of each other,
And tested bombs on my heart,

They were enemy of each other,
And run armies and bombers on,
My body, destroyed flowers,
Tender, innocent creations of mine,