Jun 29, '08
My Cry for the Supreme Creator/God!
When I weep, they all enjoy,
While I suffer pains, they laugh,
As I feel sad, they become happy,
When I fail in my work, they celebrate,
While I attempt for good, they envy
And resort to foil all at any cost,
As I never harm anybody, they start attacking me,
When I try to entertain my individual rights,
They cut my wings and block my ways,
While I love them, they scorn me,
As I believe them as friends, they turn to be foe and enemy,
When I see all equal, they treat me inhumanly,
While I speak of justice, they commit injustice upon me,
As I argue my philosophy, they label me as impractical
And egotist,
When I speak truth, they term it as fiction
And call me mad and insane, they become fire of anger,
While I express my pains and miseries for catharsis,
They are angry with me and blame me for insulting them,
I always respect them, they insult and hurt me enough,
As I try to dance and celebrate my life, they detonate bomb on me.
So I want to reveal the symbol of THEY,
They is not other than KP Sharma.
Monday, September 1, 2008
GOD, Will YOU Hear my Voice?
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