Friday, July 5, 2013

Hold my Hands and Break the Walls




If the urge is
exactly from your heart
and honest is your love,
let me not bid farewell
to your beautiful smile.
For I know not
who else does give
a better smile than yours.
But assure
in the name of thy lord
your smile
is not born from the lips
but from the heart.
And tell me you've no caste,
no religion, no colour
nor status too
for love is a little boy
makes friends innocently
with whom his father rebels
and often forgets
social barriers around him.

But let me break all the walls
and reduce the gaps forever
for the love-river flows
restlessly to the sea beside.
Come, let us hold our hands
for a better tomorrow
where there are no Christians,
no Hindus, no Whites, no Blacks
neither rich, nor poor too
but only 'man and woman'
who lives and loves each other.

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