On a journey of words
Who are we and you?
The environment of time, Yet we are silent.
Someone's words
Kept humming like bees
Yet we are silent
Someone's words
Like the shining morning star
Yet we are silent
We grew up in the shadow of word
Kept dancing like the tinkling strings of a veena
Kept caressing like a sweetheart's coaxing
Yet we are silent
In the creation of words
Adorned and adorned
Kept flaunting like colorful butterflies
Kept threatening like thundering lightning
Yet we are silent
In the scattering of words
Kept bubbling since the twentieth century
This is the question today
Speak up, So who are we?
Gods, demons, humans
We, you, Tell me, who are we?
