"ADULTS. ARE. IDIOTS!"
Oh, did I strike a nerve?
Well, "sorry!", I guess.
I'll turn around, take a curve.

But wait, did you think
That we would stand by?
Well... You. Are. Wrong.
you aren't always right.

Is this what you think?
That your opinions are true?
Never taking the blame
For all the wrongs that you do.

You think you are everything.
You are mighty, in your eyes
You think you rule the world
And you see us as mice.

But you never take action,
Shunning those who do!
You create all these problems.
And leave us to solve them for you.

You fit us in a box,
And tie us with ropes,
You show us your desired future
And tell us they're our hopes.

Well guess what, adults
We can think too.
And when you see us fly,
You'll know what we can do.

We will all fight together.
And we will see you leave.
Mark my words dear adults,
We're not as simple, as you want us to be.

To me football is
twenty-two adults madly running after a ball,
One referee running after them to make sure they do not fight,
And two linesmen who make sure they stay inside the line.
In their haste to put the ball inside the goal post the referee gives them a yellow card for misconduct or a red card  to send him off the field.
To top it all thousands of people pay a fee to come and watch them run crazily after the ball.
The highlight of game is a goal.
Whoever scores is a hero

The bakula and the madhumalti
Sway in the warm wind
Watching children play
In stained shirts
With mud-filled nails
Bare feet and beady drops of laughter
Unmindful of the heat
While a dog playfully rolls over
Trying to hold the sunlight
That falls through the trees
A bird flies low resting on the firangipani
Butterflies dance around the hibiscus
And bees swarm happily
Hedges have blossomed with flowers
Creepers tap against the window pane
To wake the forgotten child in older hearts
And tell them that summer reigns

In a nation filled with political miscreants and tyrants,
Led by unworthy leaders,
All moving towards the path of the gutter,
Despite her uncommon number of talented hustlers.

In a world filled with endless opportunities,
Undeniable abilities,
Despite her rich but untapped resources,
Cos our leaders prefer to make it their personal properties.

We've watched long enough from the sideline,
We've suffered enough during our predecessor's timelines,
And endured till now we've all gotten tired and worn out,
That their tongue of deceit even fears to say "Youths, calm down"

Now is our chance,
We can take a stance,
Lead the fight;
And win the match.

We've woken from our slumber,
And discovered that we're not just burghers;
But partakers,
In our political aura.

If not us, who will?
I can't expect you to fight for me,
And you shouldn't expect a savior from him,
We all fight together since it's on you and me.

Cessation: - We all might not see it yet but, we are the change the nation deserves and will get.
We are the best leaders (future)all nations can and will have.
If we don't choose to be positive, how do we wanna cause the nation to improve?
Think wise, be wise.

We act like adults,
but we are only children
who’re playing dress-up.

(17) just you and me,
sitting in the middle of the park
laughing, talking;
star gazing

(21) just you and me,
sitting across each other
milkshake in the middle,
its taste is simply amazing

(24) just you and me,
with fancy suits and fancy dresses
me, kneeling down on one knee;
your smile is breathtaking

(26) just you and me,
you walking down the aisle
me waiting for you at the other side;
our love is everlasting

(29) just you and me,
you with your big belly
and me with our daughter;
she was dancing

(57) just you and me,
our son in his house,
our grandchild in your arms;
to you, she is glancing

(80) just me,
you are resting,
i will soon too,
we are advancing