and exchange thine with mine
The thing called CONSCIENCE....
For getting even with
the odds of life
was never my way of choice
BUT lately i have been doing this
CHETNA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
"what suits the world
were never your ways.."
it shouts
then
it bites me with its ferocious teeth
and makes a hole in my heart
and cruelly splits me into two..
its none but my own CONSCIENCE
before i repeat that silly mistake again
before i commit the heinous crime
of breaking heart of my loved ones
before i deviate from my path of
believing in " VASUDHAIV KUTUMBHKAM"
and before it rises again
and showers on my whole the rain of pain...
can anyone please come
and exchange thine with mine
the thing called CONSCIENCE
my hands held high in the sky
my hands folded in request..
I plea before you all my dear friends...
come and rescue me
before it drowns me
in the flood of my tears
or breaks me into thousands
and scatter me into places
like a shipwreck
on the ocean bed...
can anyone please come
and exchange thine with mine
the thing called CONSCIENCE
