People say I've lost my sane
My enthusiasm is going wane
Playing this obnoxious game
God has made me mentally lame

I was never before like
Seems I've lost my psyche
Walking on the routine roads
I never wrote sentimental odes

Oh! My God where are you
I want to ask questions few

Why do you make souls meet?
If they can't share the heart-beat

I don't want money, I don't want fun
I want the one
Whom you've placed on the horizon

I don't want glory, I don't want fame
Just tell me the result of this barbaric game
Trust me God, I wont ever blame
I'm tired of burning in this torrid flame

Can you do some magic
Smack away thing tragic
I want all the castes
To be one and the same
So that no one succumbs
To this heart game

Why did you make people nice?
As healing as an ice
When I said I want that ice
You tagged it with an impregnable price
I saw and I frowned
Fed up of sarcasm,
Had my feelings drowned

I want the one as innocent as the dew
What if she's among your few
I don't really have any other clue
Hope my demand never remains due