Hiding something in my pocket(Thief).

Hiding something in my pocket(Thief).

Murmur in the streets,

Whistling amongst the crowds,

I felt a bit uneasy,

Hiding something in my pocket i dont know why?


Well remember, human once i was,

Loved everybody, I did,

Just felt a bit deprived,

Wanted some more, i dont know why?


Sitting in those sunny noons,

enjoying the sip of the hot tea,

Just felt a bit exhausted,

Wanted a breath, i dont know why?


After running for so lung,

Climbing up so high,

I felt a bit tired,

So long was carrying this burden, i dont know why?


Playing with dangers is all about my life,

Was just afraid, didnt want to die,

I felt i was followed,

They hanged me, i dont know why?

-Prankul
16th December, 2004