MY tears are precious
They are the reservoir cum bank of my sorrows and joy
They are the wonderful treasure of my past
As a child,i could use them to call my mother instantly
And to scare my friends and to fool my brothers and sisters
As an adult,i was told that they should not come out
Because it is bad to show them up in that age
As a grown up man,they were subdued under my maturity
Because i was suppose to hold up the emotions
I wait for my old age now,when again these lovely drops
will get better of me and will flow freely as they did when
i was a child......uncontrolled and uncompromising.
Aanssu kehte sab kuchh lekin,samajhh nahin hum paate hein
Daya dikhate aanssu par hum,uska mann behlate hein
Aanssu motti mann mandir ka,tap-2 behta jata hei
Dukhh ho sukhh ho,beh-2 kar ye dil ko khuub sehlate hein.
