No one here I see
To break the clods
Of the path you walk or take
But they all closely watch
...
Either they search weakness
Or burn out of their jealousy
So in front of them
Neither have I dared to laugh
...
When I need light
The wind blows the lamp out
Every one leaves me
...
I had been here
many times before
in between these hills
...
In your loneliness
You are not alone
Look
...
No one will come
To share their virtues
Or take away your sins
Wherever you go
...
When the society
Becomes a jungle
And all move
In a herd
...
To celebrate, you need a crowd
And delight, happiness or a point of pleasure
You need to select the occasion
But without them I keep myself busy
...
Though you may feel a lion
in your brave heart but it is
the hidden sign of your fear
that leads you to tread and trek
...