Destination

We yearn for peace, 
while fighting in chaos.
No promises we keep,
even what we had thought off;
Long ways are ahead,
longer than we may fathom!
O lord do we even remember, the day it had started upon!!

In the darkness we travel,
walking through the mirage of confidence.
Although our destination is known,
It's the path we could never sense;
Yet we seem to keep our travel,
like we had never pondered up!
O my forefathers I know,
You already had me all sorted up!!

What companion we have,
is it the shadow in the moonlight!
Or are we alone to come,
And lonely will we see through the night;
Is this darkness our true friend,
Or should we continue with our fight!
O holy waters of Ganges,
the way you had manoeuvred on the mountains at such heights!!

The longer we travel,
the farthest is the destination,
The bid to reach it,
will keep hanging in our imagination;
While we have not thought of, the lost cause we may have to defend!
O lord mother tell me now,
is this the only way will we meet the end!!