Saturday, April 11, 2009

Will you be my friend?








In such a big city
I am homeless.
Wandering in the crowd
Bloody jobless.
(People) flaunting their riches
makes me worthless.

Would you think any less of me
Will you be my friend?

I see you have a big house
In the heart of city.
I see you have a shining car
And wife who's quite pretty.
Buddy, you have got everything
A blend of brain and beauty.

If I am not good in appearance
Would you think any less of me
Will you be my friend?

Ah !! you don't know what is
A sleepless night.
What a fun when (an)
Elephant jumps in belly.
You are lucky that you cant feel
A tearless cry.

If my hands are dirty & cracked
Would you think any less of me
Will you be my friend?

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