Angry Parents

Anger, it destroys everything

Its not good for any human being.

Everyone is yelling here at home

I donno why god, I was born

They dont understand and do what they want

They dont want to hear and just give a taunt

Its so stupid to write such things

I would have ran away, if i had wings

Now staying back at home has become a dreadful thing

And my parents words hurt like a pin.

I tried my best to make them understand

But it is now too much for me to stand.

It doesn't make me angry when they say all that

It just makes me feel extremely sad

They wont understand what I am feeling

'This creates fear in my heart' they keep believing.

I hope one day they will know how sad I felt

And I know one day their heart will melt

Till then, I will keep praying to God

Destroy their anger and make them strong.

When Will My Sunday Arrive???

One, two, three, four, five

When will my Sunday arrive?

Studying always, day and night

Turning pages black and white

Monday, go and help yours friend

Their sad stories never end

Tuesday, help your sister at work

Working day and night like a jerk

Wednesday, have a fight with foes

Without it the week never goes

Thursday, cooking food with mom

Its as tough as making a bomb

Friday, completing work on time

Until then, the clocks were fine

Saturday, watching movies with dad

Action movies make me go mad

After all this, my Sunday arrives

We go for dinner in a hotel hi-fi

Go out to parties and enjoy the weekend

I wish this Sunday would never end

That's why I keep asking God every night

Oh Lord, when will my Sunday arrive?