Thoughts..
Thoughts..
I wake up every morning
With a feeling in my heart to find love
And damp loneliness in my mind
I feel exhilarated whenever I think about her
But who is she…not yet found
Her face is still a blur for my eyes
I feel her in my dreams but it’s useless
I stand still on the railway platform with hope
Hope of boarding the jam- packed train
Hope of reaching somewhere on time
Hope of finding someone in life
The train carries empty dead bodies
With no emotions and an incomplete soul
Everyone is standing with open eyes
But oh friend… All are blind
Some fear of losing their job
Some fear of poverty
Some fear of being feared
Stomach should be full to fall in love
Money can fill our stomach and not love
There is rarely any true love in modern age
Everything is temporary like sorrow and pain
Even trains are divided into two classes
Rich travel on a cushioned seat
Poor travel with a punctured grief
Love has changed like people of today
Compromise is missing, it’s all just kissing
People are turning into devils and animals
All are ready to kill each other
Use each other and throw them
Education is the only weapon to overcome poverty
Overcome our fears and to achieve freedom from oneself
The train stops with my thoughts
I stood up as my station has arrived
And I forget about people and the world