A volcano is erupting in the heart,
A tsunami is storming the mind,
A wild fire is burning the life,
A questing is storming the mind,
Is man going back to savage age?
Where there was no law, no rule and no principle;
Man haunted forest after forest,
Hungry, thirsty, naked, free and wild;
In search of light from darkness,
Making comforts in complications,
Riding and climbing the new success,
Reaching moon and stars,
Has man crossed all the scales of success,
Hence returning same rut,
From where he started his journey,
As if fed with the life of a man
Or going in search of Moksha,
Like king Ravon, who was immortal;
So for Moksha, he became inhuman.
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Friend, beautiful sentiments and urge for doing something in this journey of life. Human life is great from the day it started till date, but ups and downs are always there.Let us hope for salvation!