Ah me! the Five (Bhuta-s) , the ten (Indriya-s) ,
And the Eleventh, their lord the mind,
scraped this pot* and went away.
Had all together pulled on the rope,
Why should the Eleventh have lost the cow?
(Why should the soul have gone astray?)
Ah Me! The Five
Lalleshwari
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Poem topics: away, lost, together, soul, mind, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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