The drops of rain seems so soothing,
The chirping of birds is just amazing,
Just see the morning at five,
Its just an awesome view.
Like the endless sky is only limit for eagles,
Like there are no boundaries for fishes to swim,
Like the mountains got endless heights,
I too silently wish to be blessed....
Tired of saying i am perfectly imperfect,
Tired of screwing everything in one way or another,
Isn't there a way i too could fly away?
The world is an illusion,
Leading to confusions,
The people are fake,
They circle around fame with so many faces,
They pretend to be what they are not,
They pretend to care when inside they curse,
They cook up one's story on their own,
Unaware of the misery he o' she suffers.
Suffering the pain of being not understood,
Bearing the irritation of being misunderstood,
Stuck in mid of everything,
Travelling in train of thoughts,
Under the dark clouds,
Every night i silently pray to be blessed...