Wednesday, 17 April 2013

Anguish



·         *I walk along the Mall road with my guitar
·         *Aimlessly without a word to utter
·         *My hands contained in my pockets
·         *Body demanding rest
·         *I sit beside The Ridge
·         *Ignoring my hunger fist
·         *The wind is the only music I can hear
·         *Consequently my heart have something to share
·         *I bark out the tears from my eyes
·         *Just because I don’t have choice
·         *I wipe them off and try to stay calm
·         *By telling myself to be strong
·         *People who do wrong gets wrong
·         *I pull out my guitar outta my bag
·         *And feelings outta my sack
·         *I sing along the chord line
·         *To express the inner mine
·         *Zindagi mein zinda rehta hoon yun
·         *Khud se hi tanha rehta hoon kyun
·         *Kyun janta nahi kahan meri manzil hai
·         *Kya hai khwaish meri kya chata yeh dil hai
·         *Kyun har baar aansu hi dete hain mera saath
·         *Kyun hamesha tanhaiyan thamti hain mera haath
·         *Zindagi mein zinda rehta hoon yun
·         *Khud se hi tanha rehta hoon kyun
·         *As I finish I inhale some fresh air
·         *Thinking beyond fair and unfair
·         *Maybe I’m not living in my life
·         *Im just surviving on a knife
·         *I want to live else I should die
·         *Atleast its better than to survive
   -Kartik Tewari

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