I surf today in the lake of my dream
Not with a faint glimmer of hope,
For hope is the only swim suit which
Pulls the string of all –our lives and
Dreams and beings on this planet,
In search of The abode of Righteousness;
I surf today in the lake of my dream,
Chance a lotus like a sacred boon,
Looking at the Sun for more and more
Beams of Radiance to spearhead
The message of Bright , Fight for
The abode of Righteousness;
I surf today in the lake of my dream
To shun the Rigmarole and clutter
Of confusion, the white swan nods by,
Passing clear pool of water not
Wishing to meddle with my dream,
We both in search of Righteousness.
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