move around the heart…Painted walls …did you say ancient art piece ? eh ? a bit classic too ? may be they don’t like to die so soon still sticky with earthly joys you can say that its to bad to prefer earth to heaven still they like to be here ..
angles look through the window to see how foolish they are to keep sticky to the walls where there is rain and dirt…when they sing loud about the beauty of heaven they always had a smile on face …saying how lucky they are to be in heaven and how unlucky the pictures were to be in the earth in a poor silly heart
will you call these pics “memories” ?? i dont think so ..they become memory when they die when they want to leave the heart and reach the heaven …but when they say that they wont go ???
i am confused need an answer

how long will we wait ?
till the candle die ?
when it is dark and time to go ?

we have to go and find a nest
somewhere near the ocean
where wind never stops

where waves sing all the night
winds reach for us through the window
so lets keep windows open……

how long will we wait ?
how far will we move away
from each other

how long will we be silent
keeping words in prison
deep inside the heart

how long will we wait ?

Walking away from me…
Its simple for you
since you will never look back
to see how things have changed after it
how things have changed…..
but seems its late to look back
coz nothing left there but just me
its just me now…..
lyrics without music

i may find some other friends
but none like you
none like you

now I agree and accept
i was not worthy enough
to be a friend of a princess
but still you talked to a begger from the street
princess and the begger
to name it as a story
now its just a story
when u will no longer like to talk

the story ends here
when begger knows he is a begger
and the princess knows she is soon gonna be queen

long live the queen !!!!!!!!!!

thats all I can pray …………………

Being alone ….
even when you are in a crowd…
being alone among them is something special
looking through thoughts….
it sounds different
but it really hurts
words were small sometimes smaller than reach of my eyes
softer than i can hear
far far away to reach out
to touch and know …feel
like love..which seems to be away from me
whenever i try to reach for it
it seems to be going away from me
he he we are playing a small game
hide n seek
some day I will hide from you for ever
to some place
where you will never reach me out
somewhere you will never ever even look
something you will never see or hear
But still I know
living away from you
is like lyrics without music
do you think I prefer to be words ?
never
but still sometimes I am
it is when you are away from me
those moments
I will be making some nice pictures on ground
with tears falling down from eyes
no not from eyes
they are from heart
coz it has red color

let me die for sometime
till I am back with you