THE
BATTLE LOST WITH NO WARFARE (27.01.07) – S.A.A.
Feeling in heart that a battle was lost with no warfare
What an end to such a splendid trance which has no compare
Nights gone off track nights grow spark just on those pensive thought
A nameless yearn deep-rooted in heart was grounding paramount
One after another all dreadful thoughts with endless count
Parades of these departed a feeling that a battle is all set
Day in and day out mind was filled with this preparation
Earning or learning, friends or family, mind was setting its position
In the theatre of war which was just a future unborn
Honing its swords, whetting its weapons in all the manner possible
Designed for making itself a conqueror and be successful
All the deftness and the shrewdness was intended to utilize for malice
To make the rival to shatter into piece with no solace
A champion was it as long as a wrath was formed in enemy’s mind
An impious grin was in succession bit by bit while the same was found
A horrendous dream was crushed while the enemy was underneath terrain
With a perpetual snooze where his heart was at its rest with no pain
Heart left a feeling that a battle was lost with no fight
Thoughts went futile with no upshot
Feeling in heart that a battle was lost with no warfare
What an end to such a splendid trance which has no compare
Nights gone off track nights grow spark just on those pensive thought
A nameless yearn deep-rooted in heart was grounding paramount
One after another all dreadful thoughts with endless count
Parades of these departed a feeling that a battle is all set
Day in and day out mind was filled with this preparation
Earning or learning, friends or family, mind was setting its position
In the theatre of war which was just a future unborn
Honing its swords, whetting its weapons in all the manner possible
Designed for making itself a conqueror and be successful
All the deftness and the shrewdness was intended to utilize for malice
To make the rival to shatter into piece with no solace
A champion was it as long as a wrath was formed in enemy’s mind
An impious grin was in succession bit by bit while the same was found
A horrendous dream was crushed while the enemy was underneath terrain
With a perpetual snooze where his heart was at its rest with no pain
Heart left a feeling that a battle was lost with no fight
Thoughts went futile with no upshot
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