With the world going round, we humans are going far from our
ground. The sky we cherish, praise and want, forgetting the roots, culture, ground
us actually from. Treasure of life has a new meaning altogether, those printed
paper we call currency driving us mad.
Every house has fights, no one is ready to compromise and
every door seems closed.
To give respect to
elder are now cutting us in half.
We are turning selfish looking at this selfish world.
People calling themselves God in this cursed world.
All getting drunk with the printed paper, it seems us going
crazy with our own findings.
Eating junk, earning junk, spending junk all we are making
junk of our deeds.
People finding new inventions are losing him own self.
Wearing beautiful cloths still seem naked.
You will find lovers everywhere in police station or bars.
Praying and sharing is not the way to go now.
Now days we are scared of our own shadows, losing our faith
in the self-driven selfishness.
Once mother was the shadow we require now we want us sheltered
by money.
All they sell the respect of their family in the open.
Calling love your livelihood is out of fashion now, we break
up with mutual consent; days were history when death was considered better then
living apart.
Going into funeral with smile on our face is what we see now
days.
Stabbing love and weeping on his funeral is not love,
hugging each other whereas your heart is miles apart are not love. Love Is something
which touches your spirit and I know everyone have their own definition.
Gaps are all I can see; I wish I was dead or rather free.
Darkness driving me crazy, selfishness it may be.