I was wandering, And some wise men said, Gods fulfill the wishes". I hurled towards the temples, Yes, the coconut broke sharp, Yes, the flowers showered perfect, Yes, the bell tolled at paramount But the changes were none. Were my incense sticks not good? Had I wasted a value to a beggar? I was wandering, And some wise men proclaimed, "Everything is fair in love and war". I rushed towards the witches, Yes, the drums yelled loud, Yes, the sacrifice was made, Yes, the spells were fluent, But the changes were none. Were the demons crossed with me? Had I wasted a life of an innocent creature? I was wandering And some wise men exclaimed "Poets can express" I hurled towards the library, Yes, my pen moved fast, Yes, the theme was my own, Yes, at least I tried, But the changes were none Were my words not bold? Had I neglected the formalities? I was wandering And some wise men repeated "Intellectuality Matters" I rushed towards my books, Yes, I nearly topped the class, Yes, I stood outstanding, Yes, I was among the intelligent, But the changes were none. Were my marks not genuine? Had my knowledge been barren? I was wandering And some wise men threw "You ought to be a whistle-blower" I changed myself, Yes, from joker to a philosopher, Yes, from literature to science, Yes, from facts to fairy tales, But the changes were none. Were my activities just an illusion? Had I imitated a lot? And still I am wondering But now, on my own Decrypting your eulogy towards me Yes, from your smile to your words, Yes, from your face to your shadows, Yes, from the scars to the serene mementoes, Hoping for a change Were my attempts a failed experiment? Had I been insane towards the eulogy of your silence?