Hush ....
Listen to the music
Someone is playing those old melodies again ...
Friday, November 18, 2011
Don't search for me, ...
Don't search for me stranger,
I have lived your soul
since the day we got lost
on that cold saturday morn
I have lived your soul
since the day we got lost
on that cold saturday morn
Here I love you ...
Here I yearn for your soul
From this far away land
In the quiet haze of a moon lit night
I remember all
I dearly wished for
Perhaps I have known you
From another life
Here I love you
Beyond the limits of time and life
I am being called
By the warmth of dancing flames of a distant fire
To an unknown land of plenty
From this far away land
In the quiet haze of a moon lit night
I remember all
I dearly wished for
Perhaps I have known you
From another life
Here I love you
Beyond the limits of time and life
I am being called
By the warmth of dancing flames of a distant fire
To an unknown land of plenty
Sunday, November 06, 2011
The stranger in the dark ...
In a far away land
In the dark of the night
I can see the trembling rays of a dying light
Another stranger
In the dark
Lost in the foggy roads of life
A true image of my soul
I am happy that we crossed the path
Somewhere in the middle of the road
Before the loss of the last glamour of our souls
Life is strange and full of unexpected...
Time to put everything aside
... and cherish the moment
As if it is still forever...
In the dark of the night
I can see the trembling rays of a dying light
Another stranger
In the dark
Lost in the foggy roads of life
A true image of my soul
I am happy that we crossed the path
Somewhere in the middle of the road
Before the loss of the last glamour of our souls
Life is strange and full of unexpected...
Time to put everything aside
... and cherish the moment
As if it is still forever...
Monday, May 02, 2011
The breeze from a far
The night is here again,
With a warm quiet breeze from a far distance
... A messenger of mixed news
The world is not as happy
As it used to be once!
I wonder if we have stopped caring ...
With a warm quiet breeze from a far distance
... A messenger of mixed news
The world is not as happy
As it used to be once!
I wonder if we have stopped caring ...
Carved on the stone
How legible your absence
Is carved on the stones of the gate
... and how persistent I have been
Not reading it!
Is carved on the stones of the gate
... and how persistent I have been
Not reading it!
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Pure White
All these highly respected people
In this pure white of the back ground
Are trying to say some thing
To the world, to all humans
"Love some thing deeply,
And hold it close to your heart,
To find ultimate peace within you"
And they are so true in saying that ...
In this pure white of the back ground
Are trying to say some thing
To the world, to all humans
"Love some thing deeply,
And hold it close to your heart,
To find ultimate peace within you"
And they are so true in saying that ...
Friday, August 15, 2008
You Smile At Me Agian ...
You smile at me again so quiet and still
And it feels good to get lost in the calm of your eyes
As if nothing worth more than taking the time to live
You smile again and you take me to the distant lands of unknown dreams
So distant and so obscure ...
... and you will be always smiling in my memories
Cherishing the whole life as much as children's play
So sad that most of us forget to live our only lives ...
And it feels good to get lost in the calm of your eyes
As if nothing worth more than taking the time to live
You smile again and you take me to the distant lands of unknown dreams
So distant and so obscure ...
... and you will be always smiling in my memories
Cherishing the whole life as much as children's play
So sad that most of us forget to live our only lives ...
Effusive Memories
Effusive memories from the past
More vibrant than it could be
Just looks like yesterday
Reminds me of how volatile our moments are
Moving lights coming inside my tall window
Bring along the childish joy of unknown source
Moments are passing in a relaxed breath of the night
too smoothly to be noticed ...
I am staring at the lake, resting in the dark of the night
As calm as it is ...
... thinking how weak human being can be with all those sky-rocking dreams
More vibrant than it could be
Just looks like yesterday
Reminds me of how volatile our moments are
Moving lights coming inside my tall window
Bring along the childish joy of unknown source
Moments are passing in a relaxed breath of the night
too smoothly to be noticed ...
I am staring at the lake, resting in the dark of the night
As calm as it is ...
... thinking how weak human being can be with all those sky-rocking dreams
Saturday, July 19, 2008
The Gem from the Skies
That familiar smell is in the air again and I so love it
Filling me with the sense of being
Why am I so driven at times?
The question of many and mine
Perhaps I have been somewhere,
Most humans cannot be in their whole lives
Perhaps, it is an effusive dream of a past life
... or may be just a trend of living Gods
Coming from the skies
Whatever it is, I love it dearly
As I am not me without it ...
Filling me with the sense of being
Why am I so driven at times?
The question of many and mine
Perhaps I have been somewhere,
Most humans cannot be in their whole lives
Perhaps, it is an effusive dream of a past life
... or may be just a trend of living Gods
Coming from the skies
Whatever it is, I love it dearly
As I am not me without it ...
The Sign ...
... and the time is so still
Filled with the tranquility of the soul
Life is full of unexpected
... and yet, I live it to the fullest
The universe has been kind to me always
Perhaps because of the sign on my forehead
... and I've never known where I got it from
Filled with the tranquility of the soul
Life is full of unexpected
... and yet, I live it to the fullest
The universe has been kind to me always
Perhaps because of the sign on my forehead
... and I've never known where I got it from
Monday, February 25, 2008
Wish It Never Ends
... What a beautiful night
It can go on and on forever
One can loose herself into these moments of selflessness
It can go on and on forever
One can loose herself into these moments of selflessness
Saturday, December 15, 2007
I Found It Again :)
... and I feel it again
How I have been missing it
The life is full of small pleasures we often miss
As small as they are, I should learn to find bliss in moments
As these moments are our pasing lives .....
How I have been missing it
The life is full of small pleasures we often miss
As small as they are, I should learn to find bliss in moments
As these moments are our pasing lives .....
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Back to Life Again ...
So, I am here again
Has been a long time since I logged in last time
It feels nice to be back here again ...
Lots of things to say
...and to write on this pure white
How I missed these tranquile moments
One can leave every thing aside and feel the moment
Gazing through my tall window
Wondering about all those moving lights in the dark of the night
... and the fact that how we have been missing life
Battling with all the self-made obstacles on the way of living it!
Perhaps, we should think twice
Life is short, ...
Has been a long time since I logged in last time
It feels nice to be back here again ...
Lots of things to say
...and to write on this pure white
How I missed these tranquile moments
One can leave every thing aside and feel the moment
Gazing through my tall window
Wondering about all those moving lights in the dark of the night
... and the fact that how we have been missing life
Battling with all the self-made obstacles on the way of living it!
Perhaps, we should think twice
Life is short, ...
Friday, March 11, 2005
Tuesday, October 22, 2002
Wishes ...
All these dark-colored thoughts are because
I am witnessing a soul perishing
Into nothingness
... and I want to rescue him
I try with all I have at hand,
Not being used to hopelessness
He is part of me, my own blood
Whom I am loosing
...
I am witnessing a soul perishing
Into nothingness
... and I want to rescue him
I try with all I have at hand,
Not being used to hopelessness
He is part of me, my own blood
Whom I am loosing
...
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