Har raat taaron Se hoti hai mujhe roshni mehsoos
Par diwali k rangeen raat, taare bhi na lagti mehfooz
Saturday, October 18, 2014
Unable to accept the unfair world,
As if I am the newly formed butterfly.
Flutters freely in the sweet smelling meadows,
Until getting a view of the chamoflaged dangers.
Not minding the threat, & not to lose the freedom,
Flying freely, until getting strangled in a cobweb.
Struggling to get out of the thin yet firm strings,
A painful realization to be a guest of an eight legged
Until the rain drops broke the strings & gave a 2nd chance
Flew to safety with a lesson for a lifetime,
To not always be carefree, be modest a times.
For, the world can make our life go topsy-turvy