I’m shifting the place I called home My bed, my cozy bed with wooden window In fact we shifted from the house long back Still I kept a snap of it in my mind To get sleeply when in less comfort We shifted, I shifted, we kept on shifting I never found the same sleep anywhere else Till now at-least there was some home Where we finally shifted, but now No home at that place back in the mountains In-fact it’s a dealership now Deals of relationships, tricks of business Exploits on emotions, acts of sharpness Not that the they have changed Not that they are greedy They are same old kind fellas Only that the people around, the society The handless, mouthful, big ear society Has pushed the old fellas to their knees And they tuned the home into the dealership In-genuine urge to live-up to, to live with The unknown but familiar faces Compelled them to shut the wodden window To burn the cozy bed and turn the residential to commercial As I window shop the things and put in my books As to how much it all amounts to, Cause i want to be free now I want to shift my cozy bed To some place in my mind So as my deep can sleep dauntless As I stand here and re-consider It’s a huge amount Even more than a life time Shall I pay-up front or EMI !!!
I really like this its so raw and very saddening. reminds me of the consumeristic world we live in. Keep up the great work
