The devil has struck again.....
At a time when things were beginning to settle
The cyclone is on full throtle
Its a mighty blow
forcing me to bow....

I can see the devil smiling...
Singing, dancing,boozing...
hailing his achievement.

Life is again at crossroads,
not knowing which road takes u where...

RAIN DROPS OF BLOOD


Rain drops of Blood,
shower of Tears...
No eyes to see
'n' no ear to hear..
All this 'n' much more
but nothi'g moves me to the shore.

You see blood ,
it gives you shiver
I see it
as something dear...
No pain moves me
neither ghosts give me fear...
No, i am 'ot saying
I am brave
But, only that
I am slave
to my own past
which has made me
to cry for me
'n' for my Dear...