Session IV

कुछ कहना है मुझको तुमसे
बातें खुद से मैं करती हूं
जबसे अपने पे दिन गुज़रे
हर पल घुटती मैं, मरती हूं
क्यों बहकी रहती सपनों में
क्यों दुनिया से मैं डरती हूं
हो रात, हो दिन इन पन्नों पे
घिसके खुद से मैं लड़ती हूं

बढ़ना मत कदमों में मेरे
कर बैठोगे खुद से नफ़रत
घाव मेरे दिए बस हैं भरने
रद्द जीने के सारे मकसद
लाखों जुर्मों की हूं दोषी
रखे है सालों सहने को
रहना मत खुद में तुम बंधी
अपने दर्दों को बहने दो

अब बोलो मत होती चुप्पी
जब सुनने वाले तुम न हो

It's been so long since my last bars
It's taken time, admittedly
Most likely I won't go too far
I live life quite conflictedly
It takes effort to jot the mind
To make hurt into words aligned
I'm surprised I got out of bed
You'd like a song or five, you said?

Additionally, I'm insecure
Can't leave my demons at the door
They bleed into the thoughts I speak
Won't let me turn the softer cheek
But that's foregone today
I'm passionate from all the empathy
And no way can I see compassion
Stay branded the enemy

They pounded heads then told us all
It made more sense the way they dressed
Tore down it all, from wall to wall
What shape of God would stay impressed
Made those who fought back criminals
Except when they fought in their name
Moulded hatred subliminal
And showed they'd all but lost their shame

If you're the type to praise the game
I dare you say all speech is free
If you think we'd like to play the same
I dare you claim there liberty
You find the talking bothersome?
It's fine because it wasn't you?
Go sell your fellow person
Then feel helpless when you follow suit