Om sai ram

Why this? Why that?

 

When i shut my eyes tight

I can see a moonless night

when i open them, i see,

myself in broad daylight

how  can the little windows of my eyes

change a morning into night

 

why this?? why that??

the dough is round

but, the roti is flat??

 

She turned pink

He turned red

Green with envy

Feeling blue? So sad

Colours colours everywhere

Why none on me

When happy or sad??

 

why this?? why that??

the dough is round

but, the roti is flat??

 

On a journey to eternity

From a town to megacity

The long road without a bend,

Why o’dear, does it never end??

 

why this?? why that??

the dough is round

but, the roti is flat??

 

 

 

I keep my wonders in my pocket

They are never far to reach

 welcome my questions

 O wise of the world

We’ll  know, as you teach!!

 

Why this ??why that??

The dough is round

But,the roti is flat??

 

The sun is bright

But the moon is quiet

 

I think about this and I forget about that

                                   Pallavi Jha

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