on d railwaytrack ;
above d railway bridge;
like wandering train on track;
as railway stations on distance;
why did’nt know;o !!guy innoccent;
aparting of whole life’s sides.
wandering , playing n weaving, threads of dt dreams no realing,
coz of cruelty of world’s feeling,
like small drops in sea falling,
false hope dt’s never fulfiling,
as empty diary’s pages’r flying,
with u,do thou no think ,tearing,
màny hearts broken up n crying.
after some time thou will all forget,
mee always have to remember dat,
after storm,have some spoiled left,
why do thou as,o guys innocent,
thou’r coz of fearing from tides n wet.
as every railway stations’r d lives,
as railwaytracks never meet,guys!
for only to play is no ground of life,
on basis of realty dreams u weave,
indeed entertainment’s needings,
for life’s enjoying bt only time-pass,
plz keep soft emotions in velvety beds of thee’s heart,
coz d rude surface’s earth is d Life.
4 .01.2016 7.45.p.m.
HAPPY NEW YEAR N GOOD WISHINGS TO ALL LITTLE INNOCENT GUYS!!