poor child in the rain...
poor child in the rain...

we r free to go...
free to climb the world...
love and war again....
hatred and insane...
heads are cwarling on...

death is yet to come...
fear not to face...
face it with full heart...
wat is there to lose...

poor man in the rain...
poor man in the rain...

who is it to blame...
u r all insane...
why run after fame...

get ur heads all up...
what is there to fear...
swallow it with wine...
drink till you r mine...

kill yourself with words....
add a lil rum...
words r all you got...
eat n drink with it...
chew it till u can...

violence in my hand....
kiss me with sweet death...
life is yet to go...
long long way to go..

poor man still in rain...
poor child still in rain...

thank u ma_chul...but i am not good at writing ...well i dont write much like u and niman ji .....i just try to write....

Ma_chul,
well said!
Jhyam putali is a loser. He/she can't do nothing beside bitchin'.
Ya just ignore him/her and keep writing.
Foe

am the same ruina...
ty foe !!

nahh u are lot better than me.......
anyway thanks for encouragement though i heartly appreciate that..

Thnx ppl to keep this thread up...i will post more soon..lets sahre some more ppll.we r here to share...hope i ought to read more from all of u...and yeah ruina keep the good works...i ll wait to see more of ur writings...and please also post some comments...may they be good or bad...just post it...

i fear death..i fear love.
i fear smile ..i fear curse
coz my life is seven years drought.....
i have been sitting all along
with speechless and unconsciouss
when i closed my eyes i felt something cold
i touched it ....it was tears.
i don know whats life coz its seven year drought..

Here is new one from my side...dedicated to all the nepalies affected directly or indirectly by the conflicct...Hoping for the best to happen in Nepal..Let Nepal Live forever

"Reality bites"

Dead, Dead and Dead people everywhere.
The souls searching the reasons for death,
Death searching the traces of soul.
Playing grounds turning into killing terraces,
Faces searching way out of mazes.
Blood, Blood and Blood everywhere,
How can you make it even more red???
What are you killing for,
when the place is already dead!!!
Now,you seems a guard to me,
Its amazing what your blind bullets see.
You say you are here to save,
What is there to save when the place is already a grave.
Well is it just a time of change,
or are we the people just out of range!!!???

-Nirvan

Hey aani nice piece from u ruina...big hands for ur nice piece of works...hey machul aani don't u think aali subject change garera lekhnu paryo aabo...i have tried one and post it just before....u too post some new stuff yaar..i will wait for one from ur side..KEEP ROCKING>>>>...