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Monday, June 2, 2014

The battle inside

The frenzied dragons claws pounding
The Pacific burns
And Bhisma lying on a bed of arrows
But the Pacific burns.

The Kurukshetra is buried inside
If buried inside why the dragon jumps
Every night pounding it's claws
Tearing apart the pacific
Oh! Gandhari Oh! Gandhari
But Bhisma lies on a bed of arrows

Buried again
Buried again
But Kurukshetra the battle field again
What happened it was buried ?
The dark night is luscious lovely
The burst tympanic membrane
Makes strange lullaby

Are you Gandhari
Then how the benevolent dragon
Tore apart the Pacific
How the eternal love hides beneath dark clouds
Oh! Bhisma lies on a bed of arrows.