So death is very natural to me
If you still want me to cry
I shall do that
But remember
I have no tears to shed
As you made my ducts dry
All deaths are equal
No difference to me at all
Whether a bullet or bomb
Kills a child
No bias
Known to my tear drops
No colour I feel
I suffer the same pain
When a child dies
So I have shed a lot already for those who died
If you still want me to cry
I shall do that
But remember
I have no tears
As you made my ducts dry.
yet you wantto be surprisedand wonderedand when I say”I can make you both”You believe in itThough you knowI am telling a lieWhen you say‘’I love you ‘’I see in itA big truthThough I knowYou are telling a liethis is the world of lies! !
I respect your opposition to honourboth you and my own opinion we areon the same line having ways whichare only different in singular timeand space where the ultimate realitywelcome you and me with hands,wide spread, you need not to feelany complex, neither I do, we havedifferent attires like the body fashionedwith different garments having samesoul…
I did not know the laws of gravitation, I meanAnd I was in a big football playgroundRolling like a rollerBut after knowing from the mouth of PythagorasThis world is not flat but sphericalI was frightened and became fearfulAnd stopped rollingToday I think and ask myself wonderingWhat? If I fell down and keep falling foreverAnd if…
the darkness of the nightand lie flat sweating hotUnder the skyAnd I wait to listen the foot stepsOr at least the shooting StarWhom I can wishTo fulfil my dreamThe wind is very soothingbut the lightof the dawn is in a hurry,The stars shy awayas if they were in battle fieldThe clouds are very busyTo welcome…
To peep upon youThrough the hole of secrecy
In fact no war is justified let alone to say everythingIf love is of a higher value thenTo achieve this great value you can’t go by cheap meansSo is the case with terrorism and warBoth are killing machinesAnd by killing no one can achieve anything of higher value.
