When you are nowhere one goes
\nYou have almost closed
\nThe gate to that place,<\/p>\n
The fire in the oven
\nThe baked bread
\nThe stale wine
\nAnd the roasted dreams
\nOf that shining armour
\nWhich made the warrior lose<\/p>\n
The war
\nBefore one could even fight
\nProperly
\nThe soldiers had found the cause
\nThey fought for
\nWas actually not the one that deserved their
\nIife
\nBut life is all they have
\nShould it be wasted
\nJust like that
\nThey have now surrendered
\nTo the enemy
\nWith in
\nThe same dark night
\nSame light of the northern sky
\nSame silence
\nBuddha faced
\nWhen he left the palace
\nTo discover the truth
\nAnd nirvana
\nThe night of light
\nThe stars growing on ground
\nThe water climbing the mountain
\nThe breeze wiping the tears
\nOff your eyes
\n………………<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
When you are nowhere one goes You have almost closed The gate to that place, The fire in the oven The baked bread The stale wine And the roasted dreams Of that shining armour Which made the warrior lose The war Before one could even fight Properly The soldiers had found the cause They fought … <\/p>\n