Clouds bleed for their lover,
If only we loved each other.
Still waiting for that Summer.
The people run for cover
From the bombs flying from the sky
Each day a lover dies
Preachers still testify.
Still punchin’ till I die
And it is crunches and lunges
I crawl over and plunge in
The sky darkens and it is hazy
Love engulfs all that it touches
Hope still clings on to the crutches.
All get on their knees & pray
Waiting for the new promised day.
Summon for the troubles
Some one to hold another
It is done & it is over
Demons still grow & hover
Society keeps going lower
Jay Z died, still lives Hova
I still a Casanova
No need to be a show-er
In silence we grow-a
New world order.
Surprised? I told ya
We takin’ over!
Himanshu Chakravarty Sharma / मंच 