dont cry my mumbai

Don’t cry, my Mumbai
Its been a tragic journey
For the past few days
We will see this pass
Don’t cry, my Mumbai

You were hurt,
You were splattered
You were pierced
You were burnt
Still you live,my Mumbai
Don’t cry, my Mumbai

My life has been in your bosom
My breath mixed in your air
My heart beats for you always
My mind is in pain, in your pain
But I know this will pass
Don’t cry, my Mumbai

I will be your guardian
I will be your soul
I don’t know how I will do it
I know for sure, but,, I will
For you are my home
Don’t cry, my Mumbai

life- just live it

too much in my mind
drift along senselessly;
for a path i cannot find,
where i can rest my soul in peace
there is a light always at the end of the tunnel,
but the tunnel itself has to end for me to find the light
sensibility has gone for a walk,credibility has gone for a toss,
reliability has been seething venom,
punctuality has taken time out
still i survive, still i live, still i am, for still i feel that life is

you- tat is all true

i want to hear u ,
i want to see u,
i want to feel u,
i want to touch u,
i want to hear ur laughter,
i want to take away your sobs,
i want to see u happy,
thats all what i want to do

love - hmmm a true feeling

love is a dream which floats in my eyes;
falling asleep makes me go back to tat dream;
waiting to never wake up from that dream;
take me by your hand and carress my emotions;
for my life is now without any motion;
wait till i open my eyes;
so that i know you still are not a dream;
cos dreams come true once;