Humanbomb

Whisking it in, u puff, u cough;

Ur lungs tire, lips become rough;

But, u continue smoking off like an ignorant;

Puffing all life till u faint!

U find blowing it off in the air exciting;

Hit by self-assessment, with ur soul, u r fighting!

Don't let ur life become castle of broken parts;

For u know, on this path, someday u'll fall like falling cards!

Neither do u become stylish, nor do u reach closer to stardom;

Hey dumbass! u r not just a smoker, u r a humanbomb !!

U know its scientifica, the amount of nicotine;

The adverse chronic condition of lung hackers, all u've seen;

But u continue hacking lungs, smoking lives away;

Affecting those on the way, making ur family pay!

Why do u love making rings of smoke in the air?

The people around u n those for whom u care;

Not only u, but the affect is on all;

Stop playing wid ur life, there's still time, hear the call!

Ur life is not just urs, u still are in debt of ur mom's womb;

Quit smoking brother! Diffuse within u the Humanbomb !!

The Balcony (A long romantic saga)

It was d setting sun, raining sky, me at d balcony;
When from d beautiful peach sky to my colony;
She took over my retina, sweetly, unknown;
Neh! i don't believe in luv at 1st sight, i wasn't 'gone' !
But yes! i was right there at d balcony;
Though not my heart, but my eyes lost harmony!

A week later, I saw her again;
And got reminded of that sunset, that rain;
She helping an old blind uncle come down d stairs;
Innocent, bubbly, no make-up, no glares..
I went back to ma room, got her off my mind;
But God dint want this to end, something beautiful had to unwind!!

So once again, i was standing at d balcony;
My eyes peeping thru her window, seeing her in God's company;
Donno why i looked at the moon, prayed to Him;
That innocent glow in her eyes, " Don't let it go dim" !
Thru d other side, seeing her help d chweet kids;
I was falling, not for her looks, but her good deeds!!

Then came that lovely day;
When she looked my way;
I was again there at the balcony;
When our eyes met, hearts played symphony !!
N then, we met daily, d frenship slowly grew;
Everyday needing each other, every single feeling true !!
I decided to say those magical words- "I love u" !!
But that day she didn't come, i heard that she flew :-( :-(

Flew to meet God, to live in His company;
Leaving ma heart broken, with tears in my balcony;
After d sunset, I again looked up at the star;
With nothing left to live, i asked- "Why u went sooo faaar ?? "

To fly with her in heaven, i jumped from d same balcony;
I suddenly woke up in fear, in tears, in agony!
With my heart skipping beats, I pinched myself hard;
Yes! it was a dream, just a dream, wid no balcony on d cards!!!!!

So next time, u stand up der, n fall in love;
Pinch urself hard, hit urself wid a metal glove;
For there neither was a balcony, nor is there love...
Yes! there is no... Ohhooooo <3

The Working Class Hero

He Was Destined To Labour The Day He Was Born;

The Clothes He Wore Were All Worn, All Torn...

He Ran Along The Fields, Carried On His Shoulder Sacks;

His Childhood Bypasses, The Worldly Ways R All He Lacks...

He Grows Up N Now Becomes A Labourer, A Ranchero...

He's The Villian Of The Society, The Working Class Hero !!

They Tortured Him At School, They Tortured Him At Home;

Now, He's Tortured At Work, Seeking Loneliness He Roams...

The Pain Is So Big That He Feels Nothing At All;

He's Habituated To It, To Be Treated Someone Small...

He Works Day N Night, His Sweat Cannot Prove He's Not A Zero...

He's The Villian Of The Society, The Working Class Hero !!

He Drools His Body, None See His Blood, His Tear;

So Much Has He Heard And Seen, That He Has Lost All Fear...

His Life Dies Working, Has No Shoulder To Cry, Nothing To Share;

God's Will Comes In, N All Alone In Silence, He Lays There...

Mind You Gentlemen! He Was Not An Object, He Was A Caballero;

He Was Not The Villian, He Was The Working Class Hero !!!

WOrKiNG  CLasS  hER0  Is  S0mEThInG  tO BE !! YEAH!!!

(Theme N Idea Courtesy-- GREEN DAY --- The Working Class Hero !!!) 

Drops Within You

We Cried When A Cut Led To Some Flow;

It Always Healed For Sure, Sometimes Fast, Sometimes Slow...

But What About Those Cuts That Cut Away Lives;

Those Cuts Don't Antecedent from Edges, Falls, Or Knives..

Those R Born When A Close One Dies Becoz The Resources Were Few;

Wanna Really Heal Them? Let Out The Drops Within U!!

Some Of Us Fear, Some Ignore, Some Don't Care;

Its Not Always The Prayer, But Sometimes, Its Within U What U Need To Share...

Come Out Of Hesitation, Yeah! Show Some Dare;

Common Is This World, Be Someone Historic, Someone Rare..

U Can Nullify The Pain Of His Close Ones, God Will Store Ur Good Work Due;

Comeon! Do This Noble Deed, Let Out The Drops Within U!!

When The Injection Goes In N The Liquid Comes Out;

U Feel No Pain At All, But U BEcome Proud...

Its Not As Tough A Thing As U Have Assumed;

Its Easier N Nobler Than U Have Presumed...

He Was Not Born Unlucky, He Lost His Blood N The Pain F His Family Grew;

Wanna Take The Pain Away? Then, Let Out The Drops Within U!!