Her Pain

She was hurt before,
and she is hurt again
By the very same people,
who cry peace upfront
and fight a shadow war

Her people have got used to this,
time and again they have been hit
By some cowards with no face,
and their cowardly actions

The people who should protect
are too busy squabbling
and eating away her penny
to fill their pockets
that her safety comes later

At least this time around
Pray for those souls,
Who lost their lives
and those poor lives they left behind

Please

Dont be silent,
or be fooled
It’s about time we stand up, and shout

WE WANT ANSWERS
AND SOME ACTION
WE DONT WANT MORE DEAD
WE WONT LET MUMBAI BURN...

Dream

The dream is so fragile

that I don’t dare see,

But I know deep inside

that’s what I want for me

So I kept it locked inside

the depths of my mind,

So much so, that

I even forgot where

I kept searching and searching

each time in vain,

For each time I looked

I didn’t know for what

Then came this day

when it found me,

Came up right to me and said,

“I am what you left behind”

Ever since that day

I kept it right in my heart,

Still too fragile

to show out to the world

One day will come

when I will choose my dream,

Over this world and its

fetters so dear...