Sometimes I ran after winds and dust storms-
got stumbled on many unknown routes and wastelands
So that they started calling me madman!
I worshiped stars, prayed skies, kept idols within my heart,
So much that I lost my wits and my faith..
so that they could execute me
I quarreled with rationalists as their ideas didn't match with mine;
disconnected with spiritualists as their deeds couldn't catch up my heeds
So that they at last made me out of them
I got broken my vows, became dishonest
broken my heart, became loser
- So that I could stop
For You.. O Lord, no one could ever know.. I was for You!
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