Ravana's Lanka

 

 

Ravana’s Lanka

 

Ravana’s Lanka, by his pride consumed,

By lustful fire to ashes soon was bloomed.

His wicked deeds had earned a bitter fate,

And Sita’s abduction sealed his gloomy state.

 

For he, a man of power and might,

Deemed Sita weak, and challenged Heaven’s light.

But she, a goddess pure and strong, defied,

His every move, his every wicked stride.

 

So every year, in Ramlila’s embrace,

We burn Lanka, to wipe his evil trace.

A symbol of the downfall of the proud,

Of how the wicked always will be bowed.

 

But Ravana’s Lanka was not just a place,

It was a mirror of his inner disgrace.

His arrogance, his lust, and his disdain,

All burned within, and consumed his domain.

 

“Saroj”