unheard voices

Blowing my hair from behind, He playfully messed it all up Gave me the most innocent smile, there suddenly the chord struck I sat down in the varandah, wearing my most comfortable attire, Romancing the picturesque night sky, he gazed at me starry-eyed, Smiling away, I felt a lil shy  I dedicated him the most romantic number, he played the music from behind The cool wind kissing my cheeks, he shone over me the most romantic light  Blushfully I turned to look the other way suddenly felt soft drizzles over me, Closing my eyes I looked up at him Hiding behind the cloud he dimmed the scene Licking the raindrop from my lip, I slowly opened my eye He showed himself to me again This time wearing his naughty smile The stars continued teasing us, His dimpled chin did not stop to smile, He did not mind the world knowing That night he was only mine.

As the candles flicker in India Gate, Staggering crowd move with disbelieve and hate Chattering sounds of what to be done, who to be blamed, Is every time a different victim to be named? There must be smiling faces at a distance, Officers wearing the tainted Khaki and their assistants Wondering if protectors are turning predators, How happy they are being the creditors! With such quake, there is a lot of money that they make Being placed at easy shades, Charging innocents going to the lake With their concern very fake, To them only money can shake! Zoomed in an Audi playing loud music, Change in their attitude is very drastic, Nodding at the underage driving the car Probably being paid to have fun at the evening Bar At the red light we stopped, With the Auto wala I started to talk, Meeting his ends was his biggest worry, For his daughters marriage he was saving every penny, Came in a man with smile in his mind and stick in his hand, Rudely asking my Auto driver to park at the stand On ...

Pull those curtains down High time she sees the world One is trying to reach the moon The other don’t even know whats may? and whats june? Pull those sketches down Why is she always a symbol of despair? She is light but she can fight And she will fight, she’ll pass the night Cause its her right. Pull her out of that suffocated kitchen She has work outside And if its painful and itchy for men to do that They may slide and hide. And not take her for another ride. Pull ‘him’ out of  his delusion High time he has a clear vision Years have passed  And today she knows what is a constitution. Pull him away Let her just live her dreams once.. Shes sincere, shes hardworking She’ll manage her papers along with her son’s She will know about economy and astronomy And yet, She will be a sister, a friend and a mommy!