उस जांच को क्या नाम दूं
जो देख झूठ चकराए
जांच के घेरे में कई हैं
क्या अपने क्या पराये
समझो जांच उसी के बेबस
जो देख उसे मुस्काये
फिर भी जांच ऐसे को सौंपी जाए
जो भेद किसी का खोल ना पाए
सच की आग अब मंद पड़ी है
झूठ फफोला बनाए
कैसे अब वह नाव चले
जब मांझी खुद ही हिचकोले खाये।

Mostly living in my fantasy.

hiding behind my door
listening to the voices
screaming outside
familiar but they seem
so distant.
I'm stuck in the middle
this happens every night
when it's over we sit in silence
as night turns to day
they start again.
where am I meant to go
when this place I call home
feels like the opposite
I don't belong

hard for me to comprehend
that it's reality.
this mess that we're living in
some days I think it's over
and it starts again
...

kisses like the softest
  
    n    
         o    t  
                    e    
                       s

off grand piano
  
     k
          e    y
                    s

play my foolish heart
like your piano

     p  l   e   a
                       s  
                          e

My love, I see you walk in rays of light
Crowned in gold, a wondrous sight
You hold me close and my heart takes flight