A moment this is to bid adieu
Living lost its taste
I saw a cat running away with a pigeon
Firmly holding it between its teeth
Scampering down the stairs from the sixth floor
The condition of mind is that of the pigeon’s
Not able to live – it’s not possible even to die
Friends don’t continue to be friends Dost dost na raha, pyaar pyaar na raha
Mukesh’s song mellifluous stirs the soul too
Daughters turn Goneril..s and Regan..s
Lear’s state of vituperation on the heath
Roaring tempest rages upsetting all faculties
Comes sizzling into the pate, the worry
How to hold the reins of thought processes?!
