Thursday, 10 June 2010

BAVRA MANN...


NAIVE ,INNOCENT, PURE..

The NAIVE mind is on its way to dream an innocent dream....

The NAIVE mind has NAIVE thoughts,
It beats crazily and takes crazy breaths,
Why does sleep run away from the crazy twisting and turning of a soul in love??
The NAIVE eyes long to watch NAIVE sights through the NAIVE
windows...

The NAIVE mind is on its way to dream an innocent dream....

In this crazy world, I wish I had some NAIVE company
With this scheming crowd around, I wish your hands were in mine
Wish there was a INNOCENT melody and a PURE composition
My NAIVE feet desire to dance to the NAIVE tunes of PURE songs

The naive mind is on its way to dream an innocent dream....

wish the darkness was innocent and the silence pure...
oh the quivering lips, and the pure intoxication...
One bavra veil, slowly tells us of the break of dawn with a naive face

The naive mind is on its way to dream

1 comment:

mohitparikh said...

i'd prefer Crazy to Naive...