WHERE AM I ?
WHERE AM I ?
WHERE AM I MY WORLD ?
YOU HAVE GONE MATERIALISTIC,
WHERE AM I MY WORLD?
I CAN'T SEE MYSELF.
WHAT IS IT MY WORLD?
AM I BEING CRUSHED!
WHY YOU HAVE CHANGED?
IS THAT OUR MISTAKE!
WITH LOT OF HOPE IN EYES,
A GIRL IS WAITING FOR PROPER CHANGES.
HAMEEDHA MOHAMMED GHOUSE
This poem is about:
Our world