We should have been the children of our time
But someone stopped the clock
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Every time he speaks,
The words reverberate
Causing indigestion
Among the high and mighty
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It's Eid
The solitary moon has been spotted by the clergy
Won't someone invite her for the lunar festivities?
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The trees have been practising, walking
Now they take tiny steps out of the city
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Night falls, the waiters rinse tumblers, clean tables
Dump the discarded arguments into the garbage bin
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Lord Krishna sat at the conference table in the boardroom
He smiles at how good v/s evil is being arbitrated these
days
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Even as she stared into the mirror
Someone opened the door for her
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Headache, headache, please go away
Come again, to my enemy's head
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In my next life, I want to have a leitmotif
From the moment I exit my mother's womb
For starts, I don't want to be born in a hospital
For ends, I don't want to die in one
It makes the rest of living, sickly
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The government has decided to measure
The proliferating hatred in our land
All those in the favour of this idea
Please punch your neighbour's nose
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He always sings Malkauns
After he gargles his mouth
With polluted Ganges water
And a bit of earth, mixed in it
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The elephant fell in love with Juliet
When Juliet chose not to reciprocate
The elephant broke his heart
With a big bang that caused remorse
Among lovers all over the planet
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He wants to celebrate the next Dipawali on Jupiter
With a comet that gleams through the sky
Can he?
Will he?
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He plants a word in the river
It drowns
And becomes an underwater forest
When no one is looking
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Mr Sun, how are you?
I don’t know.
Are you kind of hot? Would that be a fair description?
I don't know.
How were you born?
I don't know.
Do your parents love you? Did they, ever?
I don't know.
How long have you been the sun, Mr Sun?
I don't know."
I've a complaint against you. Why do you make me sweat so much?
I don't know.
Do you know there are people who have sun stroke because of you?
I don't know.
Don't you know how potent your sun-rays are? Still?
I don't know.
What will you do when the sun-rays get weaker?
I don't know?
Will they go weaker?
I don't know.
Mr Sun, don't you think, you've to give me some kind of
answer.
I don't know.
Are you afraid of darkness?
Yes.
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