Surrender: The Sustenance The elephant swung his belly like a colossal cloud Lashing at the restless waves in his blinded rage His pillared legs drumming the unseen crowd Stamping on the misty chaos crippling his voyage Underneath the crocodile bit into the thick hide Dodging the vigorous bolting kicks out of the blue A shadow tormenting the monarch with deride Prancing as an elusive echo with prickly hue The battle swung to and fro with no victor to regale A lone king standing anchored to inescapable hurt Beneath the surface a villain in scales so stale Mocking in disdain the prowess of a glory so curt #smimano Gajendra Moksham: Part 2 'The tussle of consciousness' Soon the mind attached to its might takes on the illusory enemy of its own making. A pride that clouds its own comprehension chasing a battle that can't be won in sole conquest of triumph. The war rages on forever; no fallen eulogies, but no escape from the mortal self imprisonment either. Until....