BECAUSE OF DIFFERENCE IN POCKETS...

There are people who buy dreams with MONEY

Some are there who dream for a single PENNY..

Some waste food while they are elated or angry..

But there are still many who pass their nights HUNGRY.

Some are curious finding new ways to spend..

While others live their livelihoods only when they lend...

Some use luxury cars even for the smallest while..

There are many who rely on their feet for every mile...

The difference is not between HAVES and HAVE NOT...

But its about whom God gave while the rest he forgot...

DEPRIVED

I remember the time when I was deprived

No one cared how did I survive..

Whether alive or I am dead..

Left hungry or am fed...

The lade fortune never whirled her wheel

But all were busy in my happiness to steal

Leaving me empty in and out

Neither could I speak nor shout...

This busy world has left me alone

Dug me up and all have gone

I am here waiting for a helping hand

Who could catch all my slipping sand...

No one listen no one to hear..

I don't understand whats to fear

Sadness in my life is prescribed..

Since here I am left Deprived..

PARTIALITY

In this world of great reality

Kindness is natural not formality

Why don't anyone feel on me pity

Seeing me drowning in the ocean of partiality....

The grief is always on my part

Want to describe but from where to start...

As my life from every point

Has broken and lost its joint...

The sky is moving and falling apart..

Nature has lost its beautiful art..

The world has lost its morality

seeing me dying under the claws of partiality..

Whenever I tried doing good

Was thrown away like stale food

on being alive I felt guilty

As always I am haunted by Partiality....

ME AND THE CLOUDY SKY....

In the days of cloudy sky
Black clouds in anger when they fly
A strange fear hit my heart
Which shattered and set me apart

No mistake had i made
But in fear shivered like dead
Like as usual will be scolded
With the reason unfolded

The black clouds loudly roared
Big drops of tear from my eyes poured
Streaming along the cruel wood
Like a criminal where I stood

Colours of sky had faded

On cool breeze the raindrops had invaded

Hurt and heart broken there i lay
Me and the cloudy sky

RESPECT MY LIFE- "MY RULES"

                                                                                     

A chain that binds us to go out

A chain that restricts us to shout

Standing still with several chains attached

From all the worldly life detached.

Not a single "ME" or a single "I",

As numerous as stars in the sky

Whose rights by others in the streets are drained

And to us the society terms as :Stained"

Since we are the victims not the lad

Two days everyone will pretend to be sad

Marching down the streets by lighting candles

Again the next day are prey of scandles.

Status in Facebook and Tweets in Twitter

Two days everyone will chatter

That what happened is not right

But does anyone stand up to fight?

Are considered as the one who to the house lightened

Then why are our own lives remain darkened?

Why are our rights a part of paper and speech

Which to our daily lives could never reach...

Why lip-tied we have to stay

Till when dominated we have to lay

With our feelings how long will they play?

We are made of bones and muscles "NOT OF CLAY"

They say we are goddess who who kills evil

Then why are we treated as devil?

Are in the name of relations sold

And as a black shadow casted on society are told..

God's most beautiful creations we are

Allow us to shine between you like a star..

We fill the lives with vibrant colours

Spread the fragrance and fight the odours

We are flowers of your garden

Will soften the path that is harden

Want to live a life of heavenly blues

Please respect my life and my RULES....