Soothing are Shiva chants after
Working long hours
Sitting at the terminal
Wishing the delays to end
In another God's country
Shiva has a forbidden entry
Shrouded in secrecy
enveloped by technology
Soft are the waves
Of melody from the Ganges
I don't mind the delays
Blissfully aware of the peace
I look at the hustle
I see the old couple yawn in chorus
I sense the young man's urge to fly
I enjoy the child's cheer at the delay
My wings clipped for the day
The loud voice wakes the sleepy
Only to be told of further delay
The heads shake and eyelids heavy
Shiva's salutations in my ear
I think of Shiva's temper
The third eye giving out ire
My helpless state in blog I share .
Working long hours
Sitting at the terminal
Wishing the delays to end
In another God's country
Shiva has a forbidden entry
Shrouded in secrecy
enveloped by technology
Soft are the waves
Of melody from the Ganges
I don't mind the delays
Blissfully aware of the peace
I look at the hustle
I see the old couple yawn in chorus
I sense the young man's urge to fly
I enjoy the child's cheer at the delay
My wings clipped for the day
The loud voice wakes the sleepy
Only to be told of further delay
The heads shake and eyelids heavy
Shiva's salutations in my ear
I think of Shiva's temper
The third eye giving out ire
My helpless state in blog I share .
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