Sunday, December 21, 2008

The Heartless Killer

He walked in with a gun in his hand,
I’d never seen him before.
But I’d seen many, who looked like him,
He wasn’t scared when he walked in through the door.
The shoes he wore, made him look really poor
I cried for the last person I’d seen wearing shoes like that.
But that was a kid and he was going to school
I’d given him sweets and played with his cat.
But no, not this man, he was the villain
Entered my city and many he’d slain,
I couldn’t feel bad for him no matter what,
It was his choice, he’d put himself in the dirty drain.
His clothes weren’t really fancy, out of fashion,
The sort you give away in charity
Pants above the ankles and shirt all tight
Dressing like that in the big city was a rarity.
He had a blue-black bag on his back,
Strange, he’d left the city blue-black as well.
Most people put books in a bag like that
He’d kept bombs and bullets, oh he belongs in hell.
I thought, he’s just human, could improve
Might have been brainwashed, needs to be cleaned
But human were those he killed, they wouldn’t come back
He made so many bodies bleed.
He entered and hurt and ruined their dinner
Didn’t think before hurting so many souls
He made so many people cry
And he broke so many homes.
He met his parents and looked for love
And then he set out to kill
Oh perverted soul couldn’t you see
The path you were on was a murderer mill.
I’ll never forget him and the look in his eyes
Set out to kill with so much pride
But cheers to the policeman who grabbed his gun
Had all the courage in the world, but he died.
Forgive the gunman or not, he was wrong that’s a fact
Tell all the children he was on the wrong track
And teach them to love and share and help
So nobody runs around with guns anymore.

Thursday, December 18, 2008

It's Over.

Wake up
There’s no more fighting
People are wise

Get up
There’s no more blood
It’s your time

Come on
Let’s go
The world is waiting
The fear’s no more

We know that it’s over
We won’t let it happen again

The Lone Leader, The Self Seeker

With no reception in his head,
He couldn’t understand anything.
What seemed obvious to the rest,
To him it meant nothing.
And still he thought
The world would follow his word.

They got on his nerves,
Played games with his mind,
It was their idea of fun,
To push him all the way behind
And still he thought
He’d lead them all one day.

Then one day he left,
Hid in a corner of the town,
For him this was the best,
To some, he still was a clown.
And still he thought
He was there to help them all.

Each one who understood him,
Wished him love and success.
So he got himself a trim
And changed the way he dressed.
Because he thought
He’d set the trends now on.

Now he’s doing great,
He has everything planned,
The path doesn’t seem straight,
But the journey will be grand.
Oh he knows
He’ll have fun all along.

Monday, December 8, 2008


प्यार, वो आएगा
प्यार, मुझे दे दो
जंग, मैं मांगू ना,
वो रंग मुझे दे दो.
झूठ को हो मना,
वो सच मुझे दे दो.
प्यार, वो आएगा
प्यार, मुझे दे दो
भूख ना हो जहाँ,
वो खेत मुझे दे दो.
निराश हैं जो उनमें,
उम्मीद की भर दो लहर.
प्यार, वो आएगा
प्यार, मुझे दे दो
दर्द ना हो जहाँ,
ऐसा जहाँ दे दो.
आंखों में हो आंसूं ना,
ऐसा समा बंधो.
प्यार, वो आएगा
प्यार, मुझे दे दो
प्यार, वो आएगा
प्यार,मुझे दे दो
दोगे तो आएगा
आएगा तो रह जायेगा
प्यार, वो आएगा,
प्यार, मुझे दे दो.