NALANDA

NALANDA

Here stands the city of ages

Where the savants of the west stayed

Its structure so massive and tall

It overshadowed the hills of the fall

It was plundered by many a noble king

But was destroyed far before from inside out

Corruption, a capitalist ideal

It was a worm that sucked head and heel

Library of the world

Scriptures had them all

The monks stayed and prayed

The magnificent summer sun glazed

a sigh of grandeur and excellence

Showed the world India’s benevolence

Every evening star was accounted for

By these men who came from afar

A giant bath, where maiden played

A place where time agreed to be delayed

The red brick seen from mountains afar

Was heading toward a gruesome political war

Now she lays, battered and betrayed

By the very occupants who once stayed

Ages of kings, have gone past

This place yet looks so vast

An uneducated goon, a hungry baboon

Roam these lands of the red

Nalanda, you remain to be a sweet dream

The summer sun shall once again, gleam