One morning in the
very wake of Indian summer
I unperched readying to unravel,
the mystery of mighty Horizon
But I fell off
'cause I was deplumed.

saw a bubbling brook
billowing outta belly of ballistics
With tamed spirit I got out
to consecrate my thrist
but I fell off
'cause I was deplumed.

ungraving the folklores,found
the very dwellers of Ninth-heaven,
were being the creators of fortune
I unchained myself to attain
their bequeated aura
But I fell off
'cause I was deplumed.