- Durganshi Jal
With the fleeting days of growing up,
with the souls all dolled-up, (in a human body).
We search for the survival,
Survival of the sensations that woe you half,
Part in the path, you search for love in your heart.
Then you find the one that invades your head.
carrying all the emotions
A shelter to stay and food to eat,
In between all the apathetic
You find humans who you actually believe in
It anchor your souls
and attacks your hearts
Asks your brain and takes you too far
All the questions get answers and you feel so cordial
When you encounter somebody similar, it amalgamates your paths
Day by day it gets stronger
Strongest pace by far
Then feelings come in between
And it all gets deflected
A good and a bad some individuals are confused
Some confessing the truth,
Some mocking in disputes
The human connection to them is wrecked,
and the connections between it are left is left shattered.
So the spectators walked blindly on their way,
Never stopping to ponder it may be them soon after.