Friday, April 10, 2009

golden touch of vaccum

Why the pretentious smile,
Why the polished façade,
Why the empty words,
Why the tacit overt?
It’s useless sometimes.
It’s voiceless sometimes.

Khali badal ki garaj dekhi hai kabhi?
Koi sukha khaliyan dekha hai kabhi?
Jaise bin beejo ke podhe sichte ho,
Jaise bin tinko ke khet ginte ho…

Why the void occupation?
Why the vacant care?
Why the bright darkness?
Why the hidden show?
It’s foolish sometimes.
It’s imprudent sometimes.

Khokle vaade sune hai kabhi?
Swarth ke meethe bol sune hai kabhi?
Jaise soche duniya sochti hi na ho,
Jaise mane kisine kabhi jaana hi na ho.

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