And you worship it,
Join your hands,
and pray to it.
To drain your sorrows,
and filter your joys,
Its not a compulsion,
its and act of choice.
You choose your path,
You choose your way,
Along with every night,
there comes a day,
The days here are happiness,
and Nights are sorrows,
Its only you who decide,
and there's no book of tomorrow.
He just created us
and gave us our needs,
We ourselves are responsible,
for our acts and our deeds,
There's no key behind us,
There's no one to wind it,
All that I wanna say,
My quote below sums it,
"Human is not caste, religion or creed,
Human is to help the one in need.
Stop the divisions, and let us all be one,
Let us live the life of a Human."
bhut pyaari kavita hai yumhari bhaiya...
ReplyDeleteye baat main bhi poore sansaar ko bataana chahti hoon.
sach mein aapne apne vichaaron ko bhali-bhaati avita k roop me prastut kiya hai.......
keep it up bro...:)
its nt yumhari bt tumhari.
ReplyDeleteits kavita nt avita
ReplyDeleteThank You Nikki... :)
ReplyDeleteHaan... yehi icchha karta hoon ki logon tak yeh baat pohonche..