Kisi ko muqammal jahan nahi milta

Kisi ko arsh nahi milta 

Kisi ko farsh nahi milta 

 

Life throws puddles and flowers

Which one you grab and which you escape

Depends on our mental alertness

Living in a hostel where there are only boys

Drinking, singing and creating noise

There aren't any females around and that creates turmoil

A society places stigma easily which none can wash away

Comfortable life though with many commodities 

Shall take the risk living like this? Does it sound pleasing?

My soul is perturbed, worried and anxious immensely

Don't get sane advice from any person 

Don't know what to do? 

The sky is blue, grasses green

Spring is the season and it's the queen

Softens the mood and creates magic around

Hoping to know your views

and awaiting help really soon