Sab Khuch Tau Woh  He Hai.
Woh Hi Log.
Woh Hi Fikaar.
Woh Hi Jagaah.  
Woh Hi Sauch.
Na Khuch Badla .  
Na Khuch Badlaiga.  

Paani Tau Paani Hi Hai.
Asmaaan Sai Hi Aaati Hai.  
Agar Woh Na Badla.  
Tau Aur Kya Badlaiga.  

Insaan Ka Shareer Tau Woh Hi Hai.
Woh Dau Haat aur Pair.  
Woh Hi Kamzaat Dimaag.  
Agar Woh Na Badla.
Tau Aur Kya Badlaiga.  

Badlaa Tau Hamarai Tareeqai.  
Badlaa Tau Hamarai Havaas.
Badlaa Tau Hamaari Na Farmani.
Badlaa Tau Hamaari Khudkarzi

Aur Khuch Nahi Badlaa
Na Khuch Badlaigaa

The Small Brush in Hand
Just like a Magical Wand.  
So many Colours to choose.  
Nothing much to loose.
Out he went to Paint the Wall.
Following All the Protocol.
Too bad his efforts were wasted.
As that Wall was already  Painted.

Is it too much to ask for
To have Peace.  

Is it too much to ask for
To be loved unconditionally.

Is it too much to ask for
To accept what I am.

Is it too much to ask for
To be Free.

Just like the Car needs Fuel.
   Just like the Road needs the Car.
I need you.

Your Truth
Nothing but the Truth.
Everything but the Truth.
No Lies but the Truth.
Absolute Truth.
My Truth.

To be loved by them.  
Hate what they Hate.

morning breaks on through
legs rub, blood fills beating hearts
eyes still closed, we embrace