The Kleptomaniac 2


 

 

 

If I’d steal, I would steal a patch of the blue sky,

To step out of the cubicle, and make the bluebirds fly!

If I’d steal, I would steal a woman’s heart,

To kill hate, and make love never part!

If I’d steal, I would steal a night from our college days,

To see old faces and kiss the rising sun before closing our eyes!

If I’d steal, I would steal a missed chance,

To play the old tune in the guitar and let the world dance!

If I’d steal, I would steal the morning’s dew,

To show that happiness lies in the untold few!

If I’d steal, I would steal a drop of people’s tear,

To give them to the rains, let the earth hear!

If I’d steal, I would steal a life that once led,

To let him make the world a place worth living, not yet for the dead!

If I’d steal, I would steal a few hours of my pain,

To see that possible dream, and bring in the rain!

If I’d steal, I would steal a cup of my happiness,

To give it to them, who are far behind me in the pursuit of it!


About Dream Peddler

The author finds too many similarities with himself and the boy Calvin. Although a cold blooded techie, working with an Indian software MNC, the finer things of love and life fascinates him. Major portions of his work are about the things that inspires and pacifies. Politics and society too get a chance.


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