The memory remains....
Are we there yet ? we question ourselves,
standing miles away;
As terror is right on our face -
We are trapped like mice, there is no escape.
Are we so short of humanity ?
Or will WOMD finally show us the spark of our insanity
No difference between our brethren who shares with us our woe?
Or are we all now, kin and friend, all each others foe?
Ruthless men play with weapons of death
Amidst the tears and pain
Vanishing hopes -----in this dark sultry night,
God knows who's to gain??
And so when the ashes fade
From the heroes pyre
When the tears do dry
All that's left is an eternal fire
Almost burnt out almost gone
But still smoldering on....
Another night passes by ...
And the mockery of the fallen goes on
And even after the brave beat death,
They still have what's left of a frown...
But life doesn't take much,
To make you believe that you can live on,
Even if it means your kindred lay dead,
And that its others who make your life a song...
Its upto you to make life good or bad,
Wherein with every tear,
Its not only you who's sad...
Will one fight be solved by a bomb ?
Or do we stand and gawk ..sunset till black dawn
Dwelt cities turn into graveyards,
Death message spreads like -- a foggy ghost.
People tremble with fear in the starless night
Shadows cast , with reflections from the past.
Sometimes I think... are we still Human?
Since God created us to be with big a brain,
See how we are battering the intelligence and humanity.
Oh what shame!!
Let we be the change,
Join hands to spread the message clean and clear,
Come on up! all you sleeping people, do not fear.
This world am sure is full of good souls,
And yes we have the power to diminish all that's foul.
It's darkened,it's all round,
It storms my veins,
And I see how I have spent too many days like this.
That leaves me with two choices,
...Get stronger or get weaker.
The guilty boy, now ready to be burnt at stake
For the crimes his masters did promise him to make
For his religion for his brethren for his god's own sake
These are cowards disguised as martyrs
Who slaughter innocent people;leaving the rest abandoned n' cold
Terror must be beaten back
But the government doesn't seem to know how to counter attack.
To watch a city ...nay her people burn
Of what their faith says is of no concern
For all religion without exception i hope will make us learn
That there is no greater sin, no morbid insanity
Than doing away with love and burning away humanity.....
What happened that day
26th of November - a wednesday
the day when Mumbai was turned upside down
and terrorists blowed up the entire town
men, women, children - none did they spare
and the politicians - did they care??
bombs were blasted, bullets - fired
but the terrorists weren’t tired
many a hundred men died
and others who lived - cried
peace came soon after
but for a long time, there was no laughter
and though the wounds inflicted on the Taj will soon disappear
one thing is crystal clear
till the time we begin to live as one
only one thing can govern us - the gun…
But death is only a threat when one fears,
Be strong and chase the impending doom,
Strong as we stand, together,
Though we know not what lies ahead
With the question in mind, are we there yet?
And I hope anyone who reads this will not turn away
It is now your turn to give your mind and heart a say
[this is the part when u roll up your sleeves [yea thats you !]
and write/draw/DO!!! something ]
standing miles away;
As terror is right on our face -
We are trapped like mice, there is no escape.
Are we so short of humanity ?
Or will WOMD finally show us the spark of our insanity
No difference between our brethren who shares with us our woe?
Or are we all now, kin and friend, all each others foe?
Ruthless men play with weapons of death
Amidst the tears and pain
Vanishing hopes -----in this dark sultry night,
God knows who's to gain??
And so when the ashes fade
From the heroes pyre
When the tears do dry
All that's left is an eternal fire
Almost burnt out almost gone
But still smoldering on....
Another night passes by ...
And the mockery of the fallen goes on
And even after the brave beat death,
They still have what's left of a frown...
But life doesn't take much,
To make you believe that you can live on,
Even if it means your kindred lay dead,
And that its others who make your life a song...
Its upto you to make life good or bad,
Wherein with every tear,
Its not only you who's sad...
Will one fight be solved by a bomb ?
Or do we stand and gawk ..sunset till black dawn
Dwelt cities turn into graveyards,
Death message spreads like -- a foggy ghost.
People tremble with fear in the starless night
Shadows cast , with reflections from the past.
Sometimes I think... are we still Human?
Since God created us to be with big a brain,
See how we are battering the intelligence and humanity.
Oh what shame!!
Let we be the change,
Join hands to spread the message clean and clear,
Come on up! all you sleeping people, do not fear.
This world am sure is full of good souls,
And yes we have the power to diminish all that's foul.
It's darkened,it's all round,
It storms my veins,
And I see how I have spent too many days like this.
That leaves me with two choices,
...Get stronger or get weaker.
The guilty boy, now ready to be burnt at stake
For the crimes his masters did promise him to make
For his religion for his brethren for his god's own sake
These are cowards disguised as martyrs
Who slaughter innocent people;leaving the rest abandoned n' cold
Terror must be beaten back
But the government doesn't seem to know how to counter attack.
To watch a city ...nay her people burn
Of what their faith says is of no concern
For all religion without exception i hope will make us learn
That there is no greater sin, no morbid insanity
Than doing away with love and burning away humanity.....
What happened that day
26th of November - a wednesday
the day when Mumbai was turned upside down
and terrorists blowed up the entire town
men, women, children - none did they spare
and the politicians - did they care??
bombs were blasted, bullets - fired
but the terrorists weren’t tired
many a hundred men died
and others who lived - cried
peace came soon after
but for a long time, there was no laughter
and though the wounds inflicted on the Taj will soon disappear
one thing is crystal clear
till the time we begin to live as one
only one thing can govern us - the gun…
But death is only a threat when one fears,
Be strong and chase the impending doom,
Strong as we stand, together,
Though we know not what lies ahead
With the question in mind, are we there yet?
And I hope anyone who reads this will not turn away
It is now your turn to give your mind and heart a say
[this is the part when u roll up your sleeves [yea thats you !]
and write/draw/DO!!! something ]
