When I lay my head on your lap
And your hand caressing my forehead
They encircle and chant holy hymns
In the din of your giggle
I close my eyes
And in the world of peace
I see the flight of all my worries.
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wear the crowns and the throneswill have all the unfaithful, andthe honest will get only shrug butthe undeserving will get all the accolades
Notice carefully you have one mouth
But the problem is that what I have listenFrom the streets and stagesMost of the stuffs areEither superstitions or a twist versionOr rumours serving the purpose of the conspiratorsLiar’s hands are made strong by every wordThe pain of own, people talk less ratherThey jump up to lecture you what the pain is all aboutThey search…
In the name of god
In a house of their neighbourSuccessfully they broke intoAnd fortunately got their handsOn substantial amount of wealthAfter completing the operationHeftily they came back to their denIn a forest under a small caveMerrily the boss sat down roundAs a leader sits with his executivesAnd equally distributed the bootyHe could cheat them easilyBut he did not and…
You do not fear
yet there is a lingering desire insideTo have a hand over your headTellingAll is well.
Whose face you never compare
With whom you can shareYour happiness or painWithout any hesitation or fearWithout seeing in her eyesan iota of jealousyOr an opportunityto exploit your weaknessThat face is better than the silvery moonThat trust is better than the fathomless bottom of the oceanThat faceand that trustwhom do they belong to?they must be belonged to your motherWhose purity…
I shall keep you there
My soul is in the heartI shall keep you there,