Raindrops

Raindrops...Raindrops...Raindrops

Raindrops are falling on my cheek,

Feelings are growing weak,

Here my voice says the  drops,

Umbrella's are my main props.

Leave the prop and feel the love,

Falling from skies ,

on million of loves.

Raindrops are falling on my heart,

asking for a hot romantic talk,

Fresh feelings are arisen at the hall,

sing , dance and pop-up through the ball.

Asking for a thrilling chance ,

my  heart dances with the rain and feels the love

Pouring at me at my own request.

A thrash of Mumbai attacks.

Mumbai blast risen all of a sudden,

The deadly event for us all,

Terror spread everywhere,

Don't panic, don't panic is the call,

Rolling tears , death toll

When is it going to end?

The main quest to us all, 

What the hell with the terrorists,

Are they out of their mind at all?

Blood  here , blood there, 

 The greatest of all,

Whats wrong with the heads that planned a brutal call?

People cursing , police investigating 

What's , when the result awaited

Is the main quest for the hour.

Mothers , fathers , sisters brothers

console themselves for the deadly loss.

Of beloved relatives,

demises seen and loved once lost.

Brainless fellows happy at their cause,Oh god!

Oh god!

Take back their unworthy heads, 

Unite us with a beautiful heart.