Drowning decision awaits,
Nothing can be left to fate,
Mind stands stranded,
Heart beats faster.
Feed for the wrong deed,
Or fast for good indeed,
Decide in a jiffy,
As time is running.
Dress this moment,
With the robe of satan,
Or redress this moment,
Dolled up like an angel.
Haram-scarum,
The moment grips amok,
Right way one wishes to talk,
with wrong, closer one walks...
with caged emotions inside,
Heat of accumulation rises,
Sleep beside your patience,
And just beat the moment...
copyright aditi kochhar
Nothing can be left to fate,
Mind stands stranded,
Heart beats faster.
Feed for the wrong deed,
Or fast for good indeed,
Decide in a jiffy,
As time is running.
Dress this moment,
With the robe of satan,
Or redress this moment,
Dolled up like an angel.
Haram-scarum,
The moment grips amok,
Right way one wishes to talk,
with wrong, closer one walks...
with caged emotions inside,
Heat of accumulation rises,
Sleep beside your patience,
And just beat the moment...
copyright aditi kochhar