Nirvaan Babbar

(04/03/1975 / Delhi)

Somehow, We All Have Lost His (Almighty) Way, Actually The Right Way,


One must move, just the one way
Whatever, either right way or the wrong way,
On the right way, you may feel, you are at bay.
Must tell you, still right way, is the best way,
Remember moving away, from the past
Is not, the right way,
Learn from the past
And drive through, the right way, is the best way
Live in present & drive forward,
You won't get, another life anyway,
Ain't it, what god wanted us to do,
Somehow, We All Have Lost His (Almighty) Way, Actually The Right Way,

Wanting to live, as we want, is not wrong,
But it is wrong, not to let others live, their way,
Having fun, is no blemish
But making fun of others, is not the right way,
We all wish no complications, but,
So strange, we ourselves, complicates our way,
Simple to say, yes we can say now,
Somehow, We All Have Lost His (Almighty) Way, Actually The Right Way,


Nirvaan Babbar

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Submitted: Thursday, April 24, 2014
Edited: Thursday, April 24, 2014


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