Is there a place?

Is there a place where hearts don’t break?
What do they call it, where faiths don’t shake?

Tell me the way, where dreams are not shattered
Which road to take, where life is not scattered

There, sun must always be shining
Must be rare to find people whining

Tell me the place; I want to go there for a while
Where people greet life with a broad smile

Everyone is respected for what they are
Where hatred and dishonesty is not anyone’s scar

Where love is tasted in the water that flows
It’s felt in the heart that love that it grows

The place where justice is not withheld for long
And no one asks me which religion I belong

Where my insecurities and fears don’t tear me apart
Material is immaterial; people are only judged by their heart

Tell me fast, I want to go there before it showers
Place where people are more beautiful than flowers

With roses everywhere, it would always be bloom
It must be heaven, where wet sand smells sweeter than perfume

Would you come along; where the essence is love?
Is there a place, which is blessed by god above?