Why do we dream when our thoughts mean nothing ?
When will we learn to control ?
The inner child cries with grief
What do we do to break this impenetrable wall ?

Asatyam in the air, deceiving every moment,
Innocence leads to the trap, again and again.
The hope for the truth to dawn shall succeed
and all knowledge shall be conquered with Him.

Why these images come back
torturing without peace to raise questions ?
Where thee lead me, i follow
Itham aham sarvam itham.
Itham rudram sarvam sivam. OM.