A bud was crushed in a couple of days
But who was she
her caste, creed, religion and age
The people were busy discussing her religion
But they never accept that she was pretty Indian
Our country is developing with a very high pace
Can go to the moon and back in few days
But can't find sediments.. ..
Of undeveloped base....
I was also shouting as other people were
But this is the solution we do every year
Candle march is not a solution of every such matter
As it can't join the dreams that shattered
I promise you my bud.. I won't stay quite
Do something strong which make criminal cries
I am working my best to ignite human soul
Which lost there humanity in filtration through sieves
Of greed, money and goal!
All i could do is just simple pray
That your soul rest in peace for ages i can say.!