Life's a Rented Home

Life is a rented home, One day you have to change.
Death when calls your name, You have to leave it.
When happiness becomes unhappy with you
It moulds itself into sadness.

A time will come you fool, You have to walk on thorns
You will become so innocent and helpless
That shrug of your velvet had to be changed into coffin
Clean your heart with faith, Leave the dirty deeds.

Still there is a time wake up else you will burn in hell
Your condition will become so
Neither money nor power will work
And you will be thrown out of your own tall building.

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What have i done Wrong?

Why it’s wrong if i love both the same Why does it concern you if i want both They treat me as their queen They love me unconditionally They really care for me They protect me, they make me smile Why society can’t accept us Why can’t i marry both when even they don’t mind Why my parents think of me as abomination What have i done wrong?

Her Soldier...is not coming back.

A little girl sang a song on the streets About men, tired fighting the war About the ships that left And all who forgot their joy to the end. She sang in her clean voice and flew up to highness And sunbeams shined on her shoulder Everyone saw and heard from the darkness The dirty and torn clothes singing in the light. All of them were sure that joy would come Because ships arrived at beach The people in the land of war Regained their bearings are happy. Sweet was her voice and the sun’s beam around And by heaven’s gate The little girl versed into mysteries and mourned Because none of them will ever be returned….

Won't be Forgotten

Won’t be forgotten, Bose’s Azad Hind Army Gandhi’s Non-Violence Bhagat’s Inquilaab & Tagore’s Jan-Gan-Man. Won’t be forgotten, The Trio of Lal-Bal-Pal Mangal’s Halla Bol & Udham’s Bullet. Won’t be forgotten, Bhim’s Untouchability Law Azad’s Moustache & Laxmibai’s Sword. Won’t be forgotten, Jalianwala Bagh Massacre Chauri Chaura Incident & India’s partition.

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