i want to be in a place where people dance in the rain
i want to be in a place where there is no beginning no end
i want to be with those who don’t mourn death or celebrate birth
i just want to be there and just let it pass
i don’t want rebellion where there can be faith
i don’t want glory where every evening the sun sets
i want be in a place so strong that i have the strength to love
and live on the my own pace
i want to move with the speed of light
yet be rippled when the winds caress
its the look in the eye that i want to see...
not symbols and signs and rusted poetry
i want to smell the flowers just cos its there
i want to climb the mountains , and roll down the valley
i don’t want to be wooed with petals ... it not for free
Friday, 27 July 2007
Thursday, 26 July 2007
two of a kind
my heart often wonders where the mind is
and my head often wonders where the mind is
they both look for in different ways
in places unknown to the other
in corners not dusted in years
and suddenly
they find each other
at that one place - they both treasure
they found the mind
what a shame, only if they had spoken to each other
and my head often wonders where the mind is
they both look for in different ways
in places unknown to the other
in corners not dusted in years
and suddenly
they find each other
at that one place - they both treasure
they found the mind
what a shame, only if they had spoken to each other
In the Blue
It is time that daunts the world,
I am only a slave to it.
I can often walk but can’t run
There are no words forever...
That is why -
even if I write,
I may never sing to u;
even if I am there,
I may just be lost in the blue.
I am only a slave to it.
I can often walk but can’t run
There are no words forever...
That is why -
even if I write,
I may never sing to u;
even if I am there,
I may just be lost in the blue.
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