Harsh Ajmera

Once upon a time, in absence of sunshine,
I was on my bed, acting to be dead.

A thought came in my mind, why I m not refined,
“why I m so strange, not ready to change,”
I heard this million tons, from my near and dear ones,
Can you tell me please, where are my secret keys,

A thought came in my mind, why I act like a child,
“why I m not mature, and nobody’s there to cure,”
I feel this many time, what makes me a little grime,
Can you tell me please, where are my secret keys,

These thoughts are very true,
But I don’t know how to pass through,
I know my secret keys are there,
lying with someone or somewhere,

Please give me back my keys, I beg you on my knees,
I will always remember you, whether the sky is black or blue,
I will always pray for you, whether it will help a lot or a few,
Please give me back my keys, I beg you on my knees.

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