Sirens Blare ,
People Stare...
this system ran,
but it was lost...
Everyone's low-
head hung high...
Chaos, chaotic head hung low....
what would you do...
???Upon sight,
You can see...
Let alone the sight of color
We all see black and white...
Everyone's a captain
heading towards our own destination...
Dekh zamaane ka ye tarz,
jab likhne baith gya shayar...
Crime and punishment,
life against nature...
The women cry through day and night,
they bathe in sundry tears...
Toil endlessly
for that sharp second of pleasure...
They stop and sneer, hate, judge and fear
They mock all that which you hold dear...