Why?
T here were days when I was used to sound of music, When the news papers did not talk of silly acoustics, and the days were not filled with the news of atrocities, But the days have changed and no one knows why. There is so much grief; there is so much pain, Thoughts are insane and everyone looks out for their own gain. People kill each other and feelings are in drain, Will the love and affection continue going in vain? Days are gone when Honesty was the best policy, and truth helped in building legacy, Fakeness is in fashion, and there are enough people with callous passions. Why is the only question which comes to the mind, Neither do we get an answer nor can we change the tide, So should we leave hope? What do we do, where do we go, how do we change? The change will not be beyond, if we start listening to the sound within, The change will not be beyond, If we bring it out to the world loud and clear, The change will not be beyond, if we stop waiting for the tide to change, The chang