Hey fells what time of the day is it,
Is it when the sun rises or is it when it kisses the sea.

Hey fellas what is that noise ,
Is it the chirping of the birds or some men with their trivial feuds.

Hey fellas could you tell me how the crackers light the night sky,
Tell me a story which makes me cry.

Hey fellas could you describe the joy on the mothers face,
For me the whole world is a big black space.

The morning sun splitting the dew,the snow crystals,the colorful canvas,all mere fairy tales,
I am in this dungeon of darkness and there is no bail.

Accept my fate, do i and live with a smile and a song full of bliss,
Dont bury , dont burn , leave them for someone to enjoy this creation of HIS...............................................................................................................................................................................................................

For me the whole world is a big black space. I am in this dungeon of darkness and there is no bail. Accept my fate, do i... Dont bury , dont burn... leave them for someone to enjoy this creation of HIS.................................

I get the feeling of being trapped in this, and it can bring out my fight or flight response.. I like how you describe it.. almost taunting and sarcastic in nature...

its about a blind guy . we hindus cremate the dead body . hence the term burn

cool.. I love learning new things.. thankx for the heads up..